We celebrated of course with our own Royal Wedding Reception!
Let's weigh out the options.. shall we?
Queen - What a nice title to have right? EXCEPT, it seems to be a little too forward and I wouldn't want to be like "OH HEY HARRY, HERE I AM, YA KNOW.. THE QUEEN"
I didn't think they'd take that to well..
Duchess - OKAY, so obviously this isn't as prestigious as I (personally) wanted to be.
Then I decided on Princess.
because... obviously. :]
Thennnnn I got to wear a crown.
So don't fret.
I am being good till I'm 21.
AND then, I kissed the Prince.
Although, much like everyone else.
I wished for it to be Prince Harry.
SO, if you've been reading me for any amount of time, and or read my old blog, you know I'm from Flint (I'd link to it, but ya know, I can't find the post and I'm lazy).
In Flint *town (as we lovingly call it) If you walk anywhere and you have legs (which is a given, since you know.. you're walking)... You are going to get cat called BY EVERY SINLEGUYOUTTHEREDRIVINGWALKINGCRAWLINGOMGEW. and yes, I know this is true in most places.
So naturally, wearing the above got me some NICE comments.
When I arrive at the reception, I tell my mom & dad about it. They laugh and say "of course".
So when leaving the party, I walked back across the street to my car and had almost successfully completed the trek when....
"HEYY BABY HOW YOU DOIN'? LEMME HOLLA ATCHUU"
I give a smug smile.
I had so many snarky things to say, but truthfully, my car was still 100ft away and he could've followed me.
Yes, I know.
I'm a huge coward.
SO, tell me, my brave ones.
What would you have said to this fool?