Royal Weddings

I grew up adoring Princess Diana. If a magazine had her picture on it, I begged my mom for it every step through the store.
I clipped articles from the newspapers. My grandparents showered me with books and various other Diana memorabilia.
At the tender age of 9, I practiced her poses in the bathroom mirror. I was in adoration of the ONLY Princess in the world.
I gave school report after school report about her.
I watched her funeral, and cried all day long.

Still, to this very day, people still give me books about Diana for holidays, and I still devour each book.

So, when Prince William announced his engagement....I was startled, and I admit it, offended even at the sight of Diana's ring...that ICONIC ring...on some brunette.
Someone NOT Diana.
It just felt wrong seeing it there, on her finger. While she smiled at William, and waved her hands around in the interview to be sure that everyone saw it resting on her hand.
I cringed. I did. And I'm a nerd for admitting so.

But I just couldn't believe my eyes.
I thought of her telling her parents and showing them Diana's ring. And it annoyed me.
I complained to my husband. I told everyone I was offended.....

And I wondered if I was alone in feeling so....digusted.