Harry had assured that nosy reporter who asked “When, kind sir, do you plan to wive?” that it would “happen when it happens,” only to inwardly wonder, “ Will it, though?” His doomed outlook wasn’t totally unfounded: The press scrutiny and stalking that came with dating him had driven away girlfriends Chelsy Davy and Florence Brudenell-Bruce.īy the tender age of 31, Harry was completely spiraling, likening himself to his father.

Spare reveals that in the years before meeting Meghan, the prince was in the throes of a quarter-life crisis, intensely craving a love connection and low-key worried he might be alone forever. Far more gravely, Spare is a striking condemnation of the British tabloid press-and the monarchy’s twisted relationship with it-from a royal son who is clearly, and understandably, traumatized by a lifetime of hounding by the paparazzi, to say nothing of their role in his mother’s death.Īfter a marathon 15 hours of Prince Harry’s particularly posh accent in my ears via audiobook (it was both too long and I miss him already), I can report that almost as much as the viciousness of the British broadsheets or the chilly complacency of the royal family, Spare continually returns to a sometimes confounding but ultimately humanizing thread: Prince Harry really, really wanted to get married. At this juncture in the churning Spare news cycle, we all know the most salacious and colorful bits from Prince Harry’s controversial memoir-from the tale of his “frostnipped” “todger” (the preferred penile term among tweedy British males, apparently) to the time he tripped on mushroom chocolates at Courteney Cox’s house, and the fact that Prince William and Kate were undying Suits fans who didn’t dare confess as much to Meghan.

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