A Vision In Style Blog
Xx July 2013
(photo of wedding dress ripped to shreds)
Funny how angry you can get at people you've never met. Funny how without meeting them, you know they have done something incalculably unforgivable.
(photo of what could be Nan from the back, walking through Oxford)
Funny how you know that like a phoenix rising, some people will be stronger because of things outside their control.
(photo of Rill and Nan in Oxford together)
And, until they find that strength in themselves, those who love them have their backs.
National Enquirer
Xxx July 2013
CIA Infiltrate British Royal Family
An unnamed source has revealed that Rilla Blythe, amour to the Prince of Wales, is a CIA informant.
It has long been a mystery how a Canadian student was able to become close to the heir to the royal throne. At the National Enquirer we suspect that the CIA orchestrated a seemingly everyday event where Ms Blythe could 'bump' into the future King. Having met, she was able to use her charms to endear herself to him and get close to the Royal Family. But not quickly enough.
The incident where Ms Blythe was held by immigration was actually a well-crafted ruse to engender sympathy from the Prince and hurry their relationship along. This was further pushed with a CIA leak of their relationship to the press, enabling Ms Blythe to become a close part of the Royal inner circle. A move that has proved most successful as she is now living with the Prince, friends with his sister and even apparently close to the King.
The CIA and the Royal Family are both renowned for not commenting on press reveals. Their silence can therefore only be further indication of Ms Blythe's CIA connections. MI5 is reported to be looking into Ms Blythe in more detail. If she is found to indeed be an American Spy Ms Blythe may expect a long incarceration in the UK
Heat Magazine
Editorial
XX July 2013
A cancelled dress fitting, a sudden, unexpected visit to a sister, a cowardly act
Jerry Meredith, ex-fiancé of Nan Blythe chose to communicate his desire to leave the relationship through an affair.
We've all recognised the signs of a failed romance. Dress fittings cancelled, sudden visits abroad to family. But what was it that broke up this once close relationship?
Nan Blythe and Jerry Meredith had been together since they studied at McGill University, Montreal together. Friendship became romance become something more. Friends have commented how the two were inseparable. Known to enjoy a good debate, they used to sit up to the wee small hours of the night arguing about everything from politics to religion and all that was in between.
On the strength of the relationship, Nan Blythe continued her studies in Toronto while Jerry Meredith pursued a career in finance. They were the perfect couple, due to wed. That is, until Jerry Meredith chose to pursue a sexual relationship with a work colleague.
If it seems cliché, that's because it is. Jerry, the son of a minister, the child of a broken marriage knew what the agreement he'd made with Nan meant. He knew the impact on others of a broken relationship. And yet he chose to casually sleep with a work colleague rather than communicate his concerns about the upcoming wedding with his intended.
Cowardly, deliberate, thoughtless and cruel. Jerry's betrayal must cut deep with Nan, and it seems unlikely these two will reconcile. Nor would we wish it. Jerry, once considered handsome and desirable has now shown himself for the weak, inconsiderate, selfish coward that he is.
What do you call it when one half of a relationship changes the rules by sleeping with someone else? Game over. Nan Blythe's silence has been dignified. She's been seen around Oxford with her sister but has continually declined to comment or to grieve in public. Jerry by comparison has snapped at reporters , tried to defend his lover, and refused to apologise for his behaviour.
Its said that we never really know what goes on behind closed doors. Whatever has happened in this relationship, we know that Nan Blythe has had a lucky escape from a boy-man who appears to be incapable of considering the needs of others over his own.
From the desk of Irene Howard, Twitter: IreneH_SLBeacon
The Shoreline Beacon
XX July 2013
Wedding bells WON'T ring
What happens after a jilting? Well, all the put-upon guests generally go back to the house and help the shunned family eat an extortionate amount of food. Except that isn't what happened to snobbish Nan Blythe, who it turns out had no business being snobbish, since she wasn't even good enough for the local minister's son after all. That's right, folks; the Bridezilla act got too much even for him and the only solution was for him to fall into bed with a more reasonable girl. Or at least a prettier one. Terrible timing, but good on him for getting out while he could.
When a man marries his mistress…
There's a job opening, folks! Lest you were thinking of taking it, it's worth noting that Jerry won't marry you, either. In fact, you might find yourself sharing Nan Blythe's shoes down the road, and wouldn't that be dire (and unfashionable!)?
Even so, With Nan Blythe out of the picture, all eyes are on Jerry and paramour Candice to see what happens next. We wouldn't be surprised if word on the grapevine next is that they're getting married, though why anyone would want to when it's even odds the man in question will be having it away with the next bright young thing to cross his path is anyone's guess.
Like father like son
In fact, given Jerry's family history of abandonment and absent-mindedness, it seems more than likely he has form for 'forgetting' he's attached, much less in a committed relationship. The Rev Meredith has always been absent-minded, obviously, and now the question everyone's asking is just when his involvement with the former Miss West started, and why exactly did Cecilia really leave? The man's famously absent-minded; could it be his marriage vows were just one more thing to slip the good reverend's mind?
With such examples at home, Jerry was doomed from the start. Though he should probably have seen to it that he broke the news to his fiancée in person. That's just manners, people.
But the truth will out and it turns out the emperor – or at least Jerry Meredith – has no clothes! It might be titillating viewing, but think twice before following him to bed , girls. Anything less is practically begging for a broken heart, and frankly, we can all do better than the minister's black sheep of a son.
From the desk of Jordan Montgomery, Twitter: JrdNMRoyalCorresp
The Daily Mail,
XX July, 2013
Ken's Cannuck a cast off?
Anchors away! His bags are packed, he's ready to go as HRH Prince Kenneth embarks on a passage to India. Speculation abounds as the palace declined to comment prematurely on the purpose of the tour nor on Ken's Barbie's notable absence. Is she not up to snuff? Does she embarrass King Owen? Did she fail the final audition for handelling of the family jewels? It's anyone's guess.
The most likely theory though, is that her pedigree just isn't blue blooded enough for future royal descendants. It was always going to be a problem, but with the Mitzi's graduation looming, we strongly suspect Ken has been advised to cut ties to his Cinderilla before her claws get in any further. And since one rough Colonial is as interchangeable another, to India he must go. If he comes back with a candidate for queen that knows her desert spoons from her teaspoons, so much the better.
Obviously it's an ask too far to enlist the Mitzi's help choosing her royal replacement, so Prince Ken has judiciously left her in Oxford, where, no doubt, one male friend or other will surely comfort her. And failing that, she has her cat. After all, she crossed continents for royalty, but that cat crossed continents for her. Mitzi and Moggie forever it is, and won't their coat of arms be darling?