Cheers, As Long As You Both Shall Live!

I stayed up for the Royal Wedding-- I did not think I would... but I also did not think I would host an impromptu celebration for it, either. I did, both. How often does a Crown Prince get married? Considering how high Princes are on the endangered list, not often, not often at all.

Love, love, and love the Grace Kelly-esk dress! And who else but McQueen?

Norwegian Royal Wedding, 2001. LOVE her dress.

This wedding dithering has got me thinking (however slightly) of my own pending nuptials-- pending, of course, on a groom. I am not a girl who daydreams of my wedding day... I daydream of the day I have six historic estates scattered across the globe and I host dinners with my family, friends, and a handful of very-close-to-me Nobel Prize winners. I spend my time not looking at bridal magazines or designer wedding gowns online but rather googling the price of two-hundred-year-old beaded Sioux buffalo robes, and the cost of gas to drive from Tijuana to Anchorage. Not to say I do not want to get married-- I do ("I do", haha!). It seems, amongst many other things, that weddings are one of the few times that nearly every person you care about can be all in the same place at once. And that sounds nice.

In fact, there is one very specific aspect of my wedding that I have had in my mind for years, and that is a location. Who knows, perhaps I will get married in a bar in Tulsa, or in Griffith Park, or Thailand, or on a rooftop in San Francisco... I do not know, and neither do you (I think), but my "dream" location (a word I use lightly because I generally, and however "naively" to you, consider "dreams" to be "plans of a concrete though as yet unfulfilled nature") to be Ireland's Ashford Castle.

Pierce Brosnan was married here... which is almost irrelevant to me, but it is, in fact, un fact. Ideally, I would fly a select group of beloved ones to Ashford for a small wedding, and have a larger celebration with the bulk of people I know and love back in the states where the majority of them could actually make an appearance.

And I lie, I have given thought to one more thing-- the honeymoon. This is mostly whims, but there are some frontrunners:

Argentina- Malbec, Tierra Del Fuego, horses? Yes.

South African shark expedition. I am dead serious. Er... serious serious.

Mykonos, a tour of Greece, the Mediterranean? Can't deny olive oil, lamb, and naps.

Well, I daresay that is quite enough of that. You cannot very well plan a wedding alone, can you? If gay marriage is contestable, I cannot imagine the uproar if I married myself... you cannot have a marriage of one, that is nonsensical, and pointless, because I think that is called "being." Done, and done, and now, step one towards my ticket to Johannesburg: a groom... applications currently being accepted.