After our livestream on Tuesday, I realized I’m still very much wrapping my head around this whole “living under a monarchy” situation. And then King Charles casually shows up in the US this week and suddenly this is my entire personality. I’m Googling lineage charts. I’m saying things like “soft power” out loud. I’m becoming… that American. So let’s talk about the five things that shocked me most about the British monarchy this week — sprinkled with a few moments where I, a

If you’ve ever attended a British pantomime, you’ll know it’s not really a theatre performance.It’s a cultural fever dream wrapped in tinsel, slapstick, and audience participation, fueled by mince pies and the collective December delirium of the entire nation.

It’s not quite humility, not quite insecurity. It’s something more intricate — a kind of social aikido, a preemptive strike of modesty before anyone dares to call you confident.

British school uniforms are more than just clothing—they’re part of a long-standing tradition. Some schools have worn the same colors and styles for over a century. Ties, blazers, and badges communicate house affiliation, seniority, and sometimes even sporting prowess.

One of the first truly disorienting moments I had after moving to the UK was stepping into a car and realizing… everything felt backward. The driver’s seat was on the right side. The gear stick (in a manual, no less) was to my left. And perhaps most jarringly, I was expected to drive on the left side of the road. As an American, I grew up driving on the right like 70% of the world does. So, switching sides wasn’t just a mild adjustment—it was like suddenly being asked to e