This weekend was the Trooping the Colour in celebration of the Queen's birthday (even though it was actually her husband the Duke's birthday recently, not hers). The Trooping is an understated celebration and great opportunity for Brit's (who didn't want to deal with the masses during the Royal wedding) to see the Royal family up close and personal. Not only did I get to stand in the front row to watch (I do apologize to the shorter people behind me, sometimes I am just not willing to be that selfless...) but I also experienced one of the few moments when I got excited to see a celebrity. For whatever reason, the entire time I lived in New York and went to Fashion Week and photo shoots I didn't get that excited about 'famous' people. They are all much smaller and more average in real life. But there were a few times I was legitimately excited: when I met Tim Gunn and Patricia Fields, and when I saw the Royals just recently. What is it about royalty? Is it as simple as every little girls infatuation with becoming a princess? Or the dream of having Dutchess Cathrine's access to McQueen and Philip Tracy? Who knows. I suppose for my anti-birthday husband the excitement came from knowing more people would be talking about the Queen's birthday than his own.
After the Trooping the Colour and lunch in Covent Garden for someone specials birthday.
Look at all the soldiers...
The Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh
Marching Band on horseback.
Catharine and Camilla
Prince Harry and a Duke (Sorry Duke for not remembering who you are...)
The Cousins.
