Even with a pandemic, racial injustices on the reg, political upheaval and maybe murder hornets(?), it was kind of a weird anniversary.
I truly feel like 14 is the year you could start to question your choices. Not husband choice, oh, God no. But like this is the anniversary where things that DO age are going to age. And you might have the pictures to prove it.
Like bridesmaids dresses. It seems 14 is the year you start to say things like "Maybe yellow sequin wasn't the way to go." Or the hairstyles. I was in a wedding with a FULL Kelly Clarkson/Ashley Simpson "blonder on top and dark under" hair color. In an updo, no less. One of my absolute ardent vetoes was NO chocolate fountain. And that holds up because you can't have a chocolate fountain with COVID. Definitely the music; "Did we play too much Jay Z?"
Would I change things? Yes. But not many. I stand by most of my choices and think that those of us married before like 2008 when Pinterest came on the scene deserve a medal. Yes, a Pinterest free wedding. We had no idea what we were doing. We made choices the best we had with what we had. And all we had was Martha Stewart and her $900 magazine that came out bi-annually.
The obvious choice for me to emulate in a Pinterest free zone, given my undying love and affections (except you, Andrew) were the royal weddings. All that pomp and circumstance and flowers and beefeaters and crowns and ALL OF IT. But when we got married in 2006, there hadn't been a royal wedding of note since Diana and Fergie. Speaking of questionable wedding choices...
The point is, one regret I do have in life is not getting married like a member of the royal family.
Since my wedding we have seen some doozies; Wills and Kate, some random one-off cousins, a non-specific Lord and Lady and sweet Prince Harry and that bitch he married. All these beautiful, aspirational weddings that I will never have. Sensing my angst for never having a royal wedding (but not bringing up the fact that I am neither British, royal, noble, a member of the peerage et al) JD indulged me in a "Royal Wedding Re-do" when we were in London.
I really think the pictures say it all.
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Just another Kathryn (spelled the right way) with her prince outside of the Abbey.
Nailed it.
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Remember this? Yeah. Everyone does. I was barely alive then and I still consider it in my Top 5 greatest days of my life.
Uncanny.
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St. George's is my absolute FAVORITE. I don't know that I have ever seen a church more beautiful.
Just wishing I'd packed a wedding dress instead of so many hats.
Also, these idiots got married there. But I will not let that ruin it for me.
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So in the end, I kind of did get my royal wedding. And 14-years later, I stand by my choices. No matter royal or common, it was still a pretty magical day. These have been the BEST 14-years of my life.
And I think we played just the right amount of Jay Z.
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