I have to admit: I personally thought I would crash somewhere around 4:00 or 4:30. But they kept WAITING and WAITING to show the effing dress! And everyone on Twitter kept zapping me with a cattle prod (read: kept calling me a wimp if I crashed before the dress) that I FORCED my eyes to stay open. And so, I didn't crash until 6:14am.
And one person's bid was only ONE SINGLE MINUTE off from that! So, congratulations to
who guessed 6:13am. Holly guessed 6:15am, which is also super-close....but I only have one book to give away, and when I started to type in Twitter that I was crashing, the clock actually said 6:13:46...so by mere SECONDS, Anni was closer.
Thank you, everyone! Hope you enjoyed playing along and watching (or ignoring) the wedding with me! If you missed it, Kate's dress was tasteful and beautiful, but the veil stole the show.
But in all honesty, towards the end, I spent most of my time focused on the gosh-awful HATS. You guys may recall (or probably not care at all) but at the beginning of the whole night, I was gushing about how, if nothing else, this whole wedding might made the world pay attention and love hair fascinators. Hair fascinators are something of a cross between a HUGE barrette and a tiny hat, many times with flowers or feathers or stuffed whole animals or whatever other ridiculous thing people want to put on their heads. Now, usually, I think hair fascinators are BEAUTIFUL. Proof:
But the guests at the royal wedding quickly dissolved from interesting and beautiful to odd and just plain freaking weird. There is NO WAY EVER that THIS pink monstrosity is anything other than RIDICULOUS.
I mean, honestly? HONESTLY? That's just STUPID. I made similar things when I was in kindergarten with Play-Doh, but even when I was FIVE, I didn't think it was a good idea to stick it on my head.
Ah, well. I guess that's what separates me from the royals. The HATS. (Yeah, that's it.) Meanwhile, if you'd like more on the fashion with MUCH better (and snarkier) commentary, go here!