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“Royal” Wedding: Fairy Tales and Feather Tails
Posted by keeptalkinggreece in Editor, Uncategorized
“An ex son of a former father….” ops! sorry! I start again! “An almost-prince and son of a former king got married at the island of Spetses, yesterday. The almost-prince is tall (princes have to be tall, OK?) and dark haired. His almost-princess is tall too and blond (princesses have to be blond). The groom is blue-blooded by birth, the bride is red-blooded, like you and me. So the love affair of some I-don’t-know-how-many years ended with a marriage. The fairy tale newly weds are going to live happily ever after…”
I grew up with old fashioned fairy tales. They were mostly about princesses and princes. The only heroine, who was not a princess was Little Red Riding Hood. She was eaten by the Wolf or by her Grandma.. and “finally married the Hunter”…or she did not marry at all… then it would not be appropriate for a little girl to marry a grown up hunter.
Brave princes and sleeping princesses kept me company through all the tender years of my childhood. They lent wings to my fantasy. It wasn’t the jewelry, the fancy clothes, the castles or the good fee.
It was the Prince-Saves-Princess model that engraved in my soul and in the souls of many women of my generation. Growing up I learned to differentiate between fairy tale and real life. Yet, a bit of fairy tale romantic was still deep inside me… so airy and soft, as if I carried with me a kind of fairy… feather tail.
fairy tale vs real life 
No matter how many poisoned apples I ate, how many frogs I kissed and how many peas I put under my mattress, no prince ever managed to become a king ….
Then I didn’t resemble Snow White, my name was not Aurora and I didn’t have a stepmother. Neither did I ever pretend to be a mermaid pressing my legs into a fish tail.
But the almost-princess of the almost-prince of a former king was lucky. She married a prince , even though he holds no real official title or has real aspirations to a real reigning throne.
As the groom is of high birth lots of real queens, real princes and real princesses from other countries travelled to Spetses to attend the ceremony. Not only due to blue-blood bounds but also due to the fact that they are related to each other in one way or another.
They were all dressed in their best clothes. Long gowns in rainbow colors swept the narrow cobble-stoned alleys of Spetses. They brought glam… and opulence…. and luxury to Spetses and to debt-driven Greece. They brought lavishness in times of economical paucity and future uncertainty. They even brought ‘memories of past glorious kingdom days’ to some Greeks…
They may have even brought some income to Spetses inhabitants, in case queens, princes and princesses went around, bought things and dinned in local restaurants. Most possible they did! Then one Greek website thanked openly the former king for bringing tourists to the island and promoting Greece.
The “fairy tale wedding” details crowled for days our TV screens. Even my old neighbour, a 94 years old lady, who does not recognize her grandsons as such, knew that a son of a king is getting married in Greece. Only that she could not recall who this king was.
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