**AITA for Thinking Charles Spencer’s Wedding Was Just a Very Expensive, Very Beige Funeral for His First Marriage?**

AITA for thinking Charles Spencer’s wedding was just a very expensive, very beige funeral for his first marriage?

Okay, so, TL;DR: Earl Spencer, the guy whose entire personality is “I’m Diana’s brother, please look at my library,” finally tied the knot with Cat Jarman, the archaeologist who probably digs up more interesting relationships than his.

The internet’s reaction: “OMG, so romantic!” I’m reacting: “Wow, that’s a lot of emotional baggage for a single aisle walk.” My man Charles has been married three times now. That’s not a wedding, that’s a frequent flyer program for divorce attorneys.

The real tea? The guest list was probably more nervous than a group of historians at a flat-earther convention. Imagine the vows: “Do you promise to not be as dramatic as my first wife? Do you promise to not have an affair with a children’s entertainer like my second? Do you promise to not find my ‘I, a hereditary Earl, am just a simple man’ schtick exhausting?”

Verdict: NTA for the wedding itself, but YTA for pretending this isn’t a rebranding exercise for a guy who peaked in 1997. The dress was nice, though. Very… archaeologically accurate beige.