It was simple, pure, and sweeping,
It was haute couture,
It was everything people had hoped.
It was not Cinderella,
Not fantasy or old-fashioned fairy tales.
While respecting tradition
And keeping her covered up.
It celebrated strength in the substance of its silk.
It had an edge of Hollywood, a Hepburn feel.
Held in place by a flexible band
And rigid creativity—
Such smart symbolism.
Yellow and new grass green,
Optimism, happiness, and a new dawn,
Let them shine.
Poem found in “Meghan Markle’s Wedding Dress Was Made for a Person, Not a Princess,” The New York Times, May 19, 2018.
Mirrored from Janni Lee Simner / Desert Dispatches.