While I don’t really follow the habits of the royal couple; Prince William and his lovely wife, Kate, I found myself wondering what it would be like to be her.
She’s beautiful and I can only assume she’s smart. I’m not sure it’d go over well with Grandma if William married a twit.
This is where my thoughts went haywire…
Her life is forever more going to be lived in a bubble. She has to behave and portray her best self at all times.
Kudos to you, lady. I can’t get through an afternoon without saying “fuck” at least 40 times.
She’s always dressed to the nines, is that her style or is she obligated to wear those outfits? Either way she always looks great.
My t-shirt and distressed jeans ensembles I’m sure would blend right in at Buckingham Palace. Alongside my f-bombs and cigarette breaks.
What if she drinks a bit too much wine? Is she allowed to drink alcohol?
Remember when Prince Harry got caught smoking pot? Imagine the shit storm that would arise if Kate was caught in a drunken stupor.
“Grandmaaaaaaa, how you doin”
I wonder what would happen if she wanted to put some funky hair extensions in. My fave are my pink ones. Or if she wanted to try a new trendy hairstyle like the ombre look.
I can see it now, Duchess Goes Berserk and Gets Her Hair Streaked!
I guess some of us just aren’t cut out to be a part of the royal family. Sigh.
It’s fun to wonder though what if, what if William fell for a girl with some edge, or someone who really didn’t give a fuck.
I suppose I’ll just continue to be my own Princess of my own life.
We’re all unique and special in our own ways.
Just because I talk like a trucker doesn’t mean I don’t have a heart the size of Texas.
Fortunately, because we are all different there are those capable of being in such responsible positions but just as importantly there are those who aren’t, and that’s OK.
I am not in any way trying to insult the Duchess, Kate nor promote smoking or the use of cigarettes.