Ah the honeymoon period has begun for the newly appointed royal couple, and yet I still seem to not give two damns.
What I do give a shit about is how they are jet setting around the world to one of the most badass island groupings off the east coast of Africa.
I love that the Seychelles tourist office confirmed the couple’s arrival and insured to the millions of people checking the various twitter feeds, news updates, and stolen porn tapes breathed a sigh of relief as they booked airplanes full of paparazzi in hopes to score a cool few grand on a nip slip photo.
The 115 Indian Ocean islands that are the Seychelles are best known for their snorkeling, fiving, and amazing accommodations, all the while being close enough to rave it up at a dance party in nearby Ibiza.
The Seychelles islands only house about 90,000 people, all of which are surely trying to score a money shot photo or at least ask the prince for a loan. I am looking forward to the pending topless photos, media frenzy, and general hilarity that is the entire royal wedding situation.
Still don’t give a damn