My Royal Wedding attire? Pajamas!

I’ll be up at 2am next Friday morning, blearily trying to focus my eyes and see whether Kate Middleton’s dress is good enough, on trend, worthy of a future Queen, will please the fashionistas, give a nod to Diana and basically make every single person watching happy.  Not too much to ask.

Having recently returned from Australia, I’m so envious of their time difference to the UK.  The Aussies are planning Friday night drinks around the event, how cool is that?  I’d love to be pouring a glass of wine and criticizing everyone’s outfits as they enter the Abbey.  With our time difference, I’ll probably be horizontal on the sofa, in my pajamas, trying not to fall asleep.  I’ll also be alone since no one else in this household has any desire to watch the Wedding of the Century with me in the middle of the night.

The Australians seemed quite excited about it all, which I was surprised about.  There were several television channels promoting their coverage and even Dame Edna Everage popping up to do live commentary.  Now that would be something to see.  Or perhaps not!

Doubtless BBC America will screw up the coverage somehow.  They’ve promised they’ll be broadcasting it, but I wonder if it’ll be the same quality as the rugby, so blurry you can hardly see the ball being passed.

So then do I watch BBC News online?  Or give myself over to full on American coverage and experience it from a totally different point of view?  I think I may channel hop to see who’s doing the best job.

Either way, I’ve decided that I will get up.  I do want to see the dress.  And this is one thing we do do well.  We’re dead good at a bit of pomp depending on the circumstance.

Maybe we can all remind ourselves of the wonderful Royal Wedding when it’s 2012, athletes are descending upon the East of London and the chaos that will doubtless ensue.

Is the Olympic Countdown Clock in Trafalgar Square working yet?!