Harry and Meghan - I’m sorry, but I truly can't with this... oh, and I'm Angie Olszewski, by the way.
What a strange way to begin a blog, right? A rant. That’s truly what this is, it’s a rant. If I’m being honest with you, in full disclosure, I’ve been in the process of starting this blog for the past two years, and I’ve been very unsure about which direction to go with it. How should I navigate this new blogging world? I write children’s books, so it should be something fabulous, right? Perhaps something that speaks to a tailored-to-me audience, right? Wrong. I’ve written posts over and over, just to delete them minutes later. It’s never been right - not me, not even close.
So, I’m leaving every single one of my “specialty” blog ideas behind, and I’ve decided I’ll use this space to divulge my musings, all things pop culture, and basically everything I absolutely love. I entertain often, live for fashion, and have a massive case of wanderlust, so there’ll be a bit of that as well.
OH MY GOSH, Angie, musings for a blog - groundbreaking, right? It isn’t out-of-the-box, I totally get it. But, I am so ready to write about what I love, ready to be raw and to be well me. Don’t worry, I’ll leave the politics at home (no fun in that, anyway). I’m going to dive right in to what’s on my mind, everyday life, and basically, be myself. Why not? I’ll explain later.
For now, we’ll hit the ground running, and I’ve become absolutely enamored with one extremely pressing topic over the past 48 hours - Meghan and Harry.
Anyone else obsessively scrolling through their Instagram feeds, honing in on anything that taglines “royal?” I’ve become like a mad person, it’s like I can’t get enough. Why do I care so much? Maybe because I’ve been obsessed with the royals since I was a little girl. I used to cut out Tiger Beat Magazine photos of William and Harry and put them up on my wall. I would draw a little crown over my own picture, fantasizing about my dream to be a real-life princess. Of course, my husband would eventually become the Prince Charming who would sweep me off of my feet - also, more on that later (so, so much for later).
When William and Harry started dating, I felt like it was my place to approve and disprove their future suitors, and I’ll let you know, I was thrilled by their selections. Both William and Harry found women who I personally believe, were perfect for them, women who compliment them, and most importantly, women who bring both regal and class to our beloved royal family.
However, the news over the past day has angered me greatly. I may be an American citizen, and my opinion, frankly matters to nobody - however, I believed we have all been duped by Meghan.
The woman comes in, and in less than two years, rips apart the monarchy? Are you kidding me? This woman who isn’t even from the UK, truly had no business becoming a princess, dragging her baggage into the royal family (yeah, I said it), is now taking away one of the crown jewels of England?
Was I not the only one who blushed when Prince Charles walked her down the aisle? It was such a precious moment. Anyone else squeals with delight when the two announced their pregnancy? Yes, yes, all of that. Yet, with absolutely NO regard to any of the countless times she was embraced by her in-laws, this woman convinces her husband to leave them all behind? Truly. Truly. I mean, these two have decided to move to Canada, relieve themselves from royal duties, becoming “progressively independent" yet, making clear, they’ve allowed themselves the privileges of a taxpayer-funded home (palace) in the UK, and kept titles of Duke and Duchess? I’m sorry, we don’t ask for what we’re born into. Last I checked, you don’t just ditch your family because you are unhappy attending family and work-related events, it’s your job. Royal life isn’t for everyone, but it’s not like Meghan was completely blindsided, am I wrong? Was this her plan all along? What about Harry? What a disappointment - he’s become one of those spouses who are so completely blinded, that he’s willing to throw it all away. This must be some sort of Disney tale - the prince who married the villain, and a kingdom torn apart.
I don’t know, but I’m really fired up about it. If I was the Queen, I would demand they give up their crowns, their titles, and all their jewels. Frankly, they made the decision to become commoners and walk away.
What are your thoughts? Also, so very nice to meet you, friends.