your capulet awaits...

"For never there was story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo"
William Shakespeare

I had the pleasure of watching a movie titled "Letters to Juliet". I debated whether or not to waste 2 hours of my life watching another chick flick boasting a predicted love story. I like chick flicks but not ones where I can envisage the ending. This movie had me hooked from the rolling credits with its sweet contemporary harmony. Being single makes watching love movies bitter sweet. Sweet, because love is everything a woman desires and bitter because love is protrayed as everything beyond reality... or... is it?

Who can actually define love? Sure, we can look it up in a dictionary, google it, or come up with our own theories of love. I think the perfect definition of love is in the Bible. I Corinthians 13:4 says it all. But in this movie, women write their woes and ways to Juliet- a young, hasty girl who wears the shades of love on her cheeks and wished a life of eternity with young Romeo. Everyone knows the admired story of Romeo and Juliet. Some say they truely existed. I'd like to think so. I mean, who wouldn't esteem a story like theirs. A love so rich and forbidden. If Romeo and Juliet did not exist then I would like to spend a day with the man who created such star crossed lovers, William Shakespeare. A man with evoking style and lyrical writing of beauty, mortality and love with it's adoration of unattainable love. Who wouldn't want to be with a man like that? haha.

In "Letters to Juliet", Sophie, a hopeless romantic and writer sets out to find herself in the striking city of love- Paris. She comes across a little town where she witnesses hopeless romantics, like herself, writing letters of tradegy, illness and of course love. Love that has been lost, love that has been broken and love that was just beginning. Women, so fraught to have back the loves they have lost that they pour their heart and soul onto a piece of paper hoping that sweet Juliet, a capulet and lover of Romeo would be able to answer their questions of desolation. Sophie later discovers that "Juliet" was actually a group of women who called themselves " Juliets secretaries". They had a duty and a mission for mending the broken hearts of lovers near and far.

I wanted to believe that Juliet was the true collector of these letters. I love the thought of being able to place a letter to Juliet- a woman of such experience and passion for adoring, irresistible love. I have loved before. I was young- like a sweet juliet. But my balcony became abandoned and I no longer looked for him. I like to think of myself as my own Juliet. I am a Thompson by blood but a capulet by heart and soul. I await my Romeo on my rose disheveled balcony.. haha. Except my everlasting love will not conclude in a poisonous tradegdy such as Romeo and Juliets. I watched this movie with a single minded perspective, that love is the same for all but, I was wrong. Love is different for everyone and everyone longs for it in different ways. Some give up on it and some fight for it. Juliet did and won the heart of Romeo-a young man who beloved and loved again. So, sweet Juliet, I write to you this one simple question: Where are.... all the Romeo's?


Juliet, come to my balcony and teach me about love... I'll bring the cupcakes :)