Bro, grab a beer and sit down, 'cause I've got a beauty of a scoop! Dua Lipa, our girl from London with Kosovan roots, got hitched this weekend to actor Callum Turner. And not just any wedding, bro – at the Old Marylebone Town Hall, a fancy-pants registry office in London, just like all those rich folks do.
Civil ceremony, low-key but classy: she in a white hat and a Schiaparelli Couture suit – that's thousands of euros worth of threads, no joke – and he in a navy suit. Pics show them walking out hand in hand, smiling like in the movies. Now listen up: after signing the papers, there's a three-day party in Sicily at Villa Igiea in Palermo – a luxury hotel, don't ask how much a night costs, you'll feel sick.
Yacht trips, private dinners, city tours. And on the guest list: Elton John, Charli XCX, Mark Ronson, Donatella Versace, Simon Porte Jacquemus. That's the cream of the crop, bro!
If you ask me, I'd have invited some of our boys too, so they could see how a real party's done, with manele and barbecue. But hey, each to their own fancy. I look at her net worth – £115 million, that's €137 million – and I think of my 2008 BMW that acts up at traffic lights.
And him, Callum, he played in 'Fantastic Beasts' and 'Emma', and rumor has it he's a candidate for James Bond. So the guy's slick, no joke. So in short: Dua and Callum got married in London, then off to party in Sicily.
Who's paying? They are, 'cause they've got the dough. We Romanians just watch and dream.
Alright, I'm off to tell Mioara, maybe she'll let me have a romantic dinner on the terrace – not at Villa Igiea, but with mititei and beer, it's still something!
