I was really into the Royal Wedding... for a reason!!!
As I sat there on the first day of my vacation, unable to sleep, I watched the "Royal Wedding" slowly begin. I would honestly have been watching something else, but at 4:30am there is only infomercials and news on the telly... and the wedding of a prince is "the news" when it happens.
A statement of fact first: When a man watches a wedding he is totally detached. It's not like watching sports, or car shows, there is no scoring no competition, no battle for supremacy, it just gracefully unfolds.
So there I was, bored to tears, waiting for something, and I mean anything, to happen to change the momentum... and there she was!
I sat up in bed; I moved closer to the TV; I would've let out a victorious scream if it hadn't been 5am... Pippa had arrived!
Ok, to be fair Kate had arrived, and her sister was helping with the train of her dress, but I had finally found my reason to continue watching the "wedding of the year": because of the georgeous Maid Of Honor/ sister of the bride, and I wasn't moving!
Go ahead, make fun of me, say what you will, call your friends and tell them I've sold out for a Brit-Chick, I don't care... she's hot!
So now I gotta ask: Do you feel the same way? Did Pippa steal the show? If you were Kate would you be mad at all the attention your sister was getting?
Tomorrow morning join me, I mean us, as we talk about all things Pippa!