The upcoming royal wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton on Friday has media outlets in a complete uproar. Even though it seems like the entire western world is keeping track of every move the enchanting couple makes, I haven’t read a single story about the supposed event of the year. This is probably because I am subconsciously in complete denial of the royal union.

Growing up, I, like millions of others, was captivated by Princess Diana, her death and all the scandal. Since her death, her handsome young sons have been forever under the microscope of the media.

Despite the long debunked monarchy, the idea of royalty and chivalry all wrapped up into two real live Prince Charmings really elevates a girl’s typical daydream.

When I was younger, I always preferred the rosy-cheeked, ginger-haired baby brother Harry. Through their youth, it was clear William played the part of Prince Charming much more convincingly. Harry, who I genuinely think is more attractive than his older, balding brother, was constantly getting into trouble, joined the army and served on the frontlines in Afghanistan. Overall, he has had a much stronger bad-boy persona to which I am unfortunately drawn.

But as the years have passed, I’ve grown to appreciate the royal family’s firstborn. He’s a well-decorated member of the military and a humanitarian. And just try not to swoon at that pearly white smile. It also helps that he’s second in the line of succession to the throne.

So despite my disappointment that for the past year and a half I haven’t been deciding which flowers would look best in Westminster Abbey, I am excited to see how the event plays out — the decorations, the celebrity guests and, of course, the fashion. Unfortunately, I won’t be attending; my invitation must have gotten lost in the mail. Maybe I can be best man Harry’s last-minute date.

— Compiled by Danielle Odiamar, asst. feature editor, dmodiama@syr.edu

Published on April 27, 2011 at 12:00 pm