Watching celebrities lost my interest many, many years ago. Some events are difficult to ignore, regardless. There was one just yesterday – a royal wedding. A handsome prince, a beautiful bride. A little twist- since she is a so-called “commoner” and an actor and omigod! not even British, but an American, and omigod! half African-American, to boot!
I confess I watched about 10 minutes, enjoying a break from the daily horrifying news, and I wanted to see THE dress…I am female, after all.
And I was recalling another American actor who married into a royal family – Grace Kelly. Which got me to wondering how this marriage – this extraordinary match – was going to change this young woman.
Can you imagine being under that sort of scrutiny day in and day out? Having to be your 100% number one best at all times, every day, all day? Not only that, but the protocols, the rules and etiquette! People snapping your picture every time you turn around. I can barely stand being outside, a nobody, surrounded by other nobodies, but knowing that the nobodies may be making judgements and assumptions about me based on nothing more than my appearance.
How will it change her to give up the career she enjoyed? How will it change her to bend and bow and play obsequious homage to a way of life few on earth ever know? Lots of people have difficulty merely adjusting to another culture, but this is so much more. This is class distinction, this is historical precedent breathing into and butting into everyday life. Talk about culture shock! I wonder if, after a while, she will develop a trace of an English accent.
On the other hand, perhaps she will change them. She isn’t the only one who got married. Will the groom be visiting the States more often? Will a different vibe, a looser one, begin to emanate within palace walls?