I woke up at 1:45 yesterday morning. Not a terribly interesting fact, although it may indicate insomnia related to stress or the consumption of

too much sugar, nothing to write home about. Unless it was my marimba alarm on my iPhone 4 that woke me up at that hour. But why? Why would I wake up before birdsand farmers, make my bed, pull on yoga pants, a hoodie and my wellies to slosh through the spring rainstorm outside to get to my friend's house? I've got two words for you folks who don't understand the significance of

April 29, 2011:

Royal. Wedding.

Yes, I was one of the crazies that woke up when most clubbers are just getting home from the discotheque in order to watch two strangers say I do (or technically "I will" "I do" was never part of the ceremony) because they are royalty and adorable and I'm a hopeless romantic and fancy life/fashion junky. It promised to be everything lovely and British and it did not disappoint. It was all about the love . . .and the fashion. Toss up which was more important to me. And who can actually blame me?

If this dress isn't sigh-worthy, I don't know what is. It's classy, elegant and as if Grace Kelly and Maria Von Trapp's wedding dresses got together and had the most perfect baby. The bodice. Don't worry that the bouquet is quite parfait as well or that the suitably elegant and sparkly but not too much tiara was the tiara Queen Elizabeth received on her 18th birthday. I have a rather far fetched fantasy of Princess Kate and the Queen having a little dress up party before the wedding.
I love that the little girls look like little girls (do you see the scalloped hems?) and the crowns of flowers were sweet but not overwhelming. And the maid of honor. What a classy, to die for dress. Sweet Mercy, if only all brides were confident (and nice) enough to let their maids of honor look as good as they do.
They look so well together don't they? A lesson to learn from a royal wedding all y'all that are planning to tie the knot: people in a wedding party ought to look like they're all going to the same wedding. The bride and groom need to give us a visual cue of being a couple. Done and done with this royal couple, as far as I'm concerned.

Here are the party clothes. I love that this reception dress and her actual ceremony gown aren't the same but again, they look like they belong in the same wedding. All of it in such good taste. Worth the 2am wake up call? Mais oui!