So I was sick for an entire week. Too under the weather to read magazines or blogs. Too miserable to watch the news. Thus I missed the announcement that Kim Kardashian is filing for divorce from Kris Humphries after 72 days of marriage. 72 days?
Okay, so I’m not surprised. There have been shorter marriages coming out of Hollywood. Britney Spears was married for just two days, for one. However, the Kardashian-Humphries nuptials cost a reported $20 MILLION. Yes, you read that right. Twenty million dollars for a wedding and the huge production surrounding it! According to Popwatch, that breaks down to about $277,777.77 per day of their wedded bliss.
I don’t get it. I don’t care how much money somebody has. No one needs to spend that much money on a wedding. Hey, I’m a capitalist. I believe those who work and earn their money should be able to spend it the way they want. Still, this boggles my mind. Just because you can afford to throw money around like that doesn’t mean you should. Cut out two of those three Vera Wang creations Kim wore on her wedding day, and think of the hungry children in America who could have been fed. And maybe Mr. Humphries is a really horrible person. Maybe he hit her or was verbally abusive. (All speculation on my part, and I am not accusing him of it.) But all I’ve heard so far is that Kim discovered Kris was lazy. Lazy? Really? Now if that is true, it sure isn’t much of a reason for divorce. Perhaps they could have spent another million on marriage counseling first.
Just had to get that off my chest. Now back to writing a love story wherein the hero and heroine will reach the place of a lifetime commitment to one another—and once they wed, they will actually stay married until death they do part.