Romeo in Tights!

No I don’t mean my cat Romeo, who could do with some TLC.

To scuffle the depressing lonely thoughts after Valentine’s Day, I & the Girls (Ghizlan, Rannoush, Dania, Maya & Rachel) went to see a Romantic ballet play by a Russian group. (Can’t remember what they were called nor can I find the tickets to cheat!)

We went to see the last show of Romeo & Juliet in Madinat Jumeira on Friday. Now as usual, we agreed to meet an hour before the start of the show o catch up with each other. Of course as usual, none of us was there on time and we ended meeting just five minutes before the final call.

As we were heading in, I told the Girls about Men In Tights. My sis, Nana, was telling me before I leave that I shouldn’t go and see naked men, so I told her “It’s ok, I would be looking from the navel up!!” None of the Girls thought about the spandex before coming. The main thought was: “here I am, attending a romantic outing, with my gals, few days after an uneventful Valentine!!” After hearing my story, they kept staring at the brochure, exclaiming their shock with loud laughter!

And then the lights went off, the music started and the curtains pulled open.
































When the curtains closed after 45 minutes, Maya looked at me and asked me: “so which one was Romeo?”
I couldn’t restrain the roar of my laugh!
The laugh turned into silent bewilderment when I learned that it took the rest of the Girls 10-15 minutes to figure out who Romeo was!!!
Apparently, when the opening act was played, I was the only one concentrating on the faces of the characters and their multi-colored shirts. The Girls were concentrating on the coordinated “tights”!!! Therefore they got confused between the tall blonde in a blue shirt (Romeo, who had his picture in the brochure that each was holding before the start of the show) and the tall blonde in a white shirt (Paris, Juliet’s suitor, who looked mean!)

During the interval, all pose and etiquettes were lost, as some of the Girls (I’m not naming Ghiz or Rannoush) sneaked food back into the theater. Cinnamon bun and corn in the cup smells emanated from our VIP seats in the fourth row!
To be fair, 6 single girls, attending a play of the most famous love story in the world, have all right to indulge in comfort food!!!


I enjoyed the play. The ballet was fascinating and luckily was not overdone! I particularly enjoyed the character of Mercutio and was disappointed when he died as it signaled the end of the fun part and the beginning of the depressing boring part!

All in all, I’m glad I went to see it. It was different!