Bachelorette Meghan got the rose. An American actress divorcée (not that there’s anything wrong with that) finds love again with Harry. The exceedingly eligible cute redheaded Bachelor. An English guy. They survive the destination date to Africa. Hot tubs may have been involved. Yet. He is a prince and a Prince.
They eschew the hometown parents visit. Her family may be a little too colorful for the BBC and his dysfunctionally royal clan. But. In the finale he does present her with a ring. She says yes. The engagement is of course a very public affair with lots of rules. And photo shoots.
The wedding production is certainly worthy of weeks-long wall-to-wall media coverage on every outlet. Gaggles of anchors crossing the pond to narrate the anointed nuptials. It’ll be a ratings extravaganza! Life has become a never-ending reality show. This more than fits the bill.