I definitely remember. I even wore a fascinator for the occasion.
To this day, girls around the world are hoping for Kate Middleton-esque fortune to fall in their lap. To fall in love with a man who, as it turns out, is a prince. Or part of some kind of noble lineage.
Well, friends, that fascinator must have been magic because... it happened to me.
Yesterday, I found out that my husband stems from a well-known British lineage.
Let me set the stage for you: Y's father, who is British, was doing a wee bit of genealogical research. This is one of his many hobbies -- others include collecting stamps with mushrooms on them (he has the world's largest collection!) and building miniature ships.
But, I digress.
During this genealogical research, he uncovered something prettttty significant and alerted the family.
Soon, I got the text from Y: So, it turns out my great great grandfather was probably Jack the Ripper.
Every. girl's. dream. Am I right??
Learn more about Great Great Grandpa Jacob Levy (and his raging case of syphilis) (and how HE MUTILATED A BUNCH OF PROSTITUTES) via this video (starts at 17:30).