I never paid much attention to the Twilight books or the movie. It’s not that I dislike vampires. Vampires can be damn sexy. There’s the mood lighting. Redness and black everywhere. Gothic architecture. And who doesn’t want to live forever? I thought the whole story line and fake flying was kinda silly.

A few of us are seeing New Moon tomorrow. It’s been a tough week, and I need a meaningless distraction. Of course, I had to see Twilight first.

I really didn’t know what to expect out of Twilight, (except for utter shallowness) and I didn’t want to have any expectations. I wanted to be completely surprised. And I was. From the minute Bella (she has my name!) saw Edward, I was completely enthralled. Despite the fact that his lips were way too rosy and his eyebrows too thick and severe, I fell in love with Edward along with Bella. Maybe it was his bone structure? Anyway, I immediately began Googling Robert Pattinson.

The romance! The slow motion kiss. The gentle kiss on the neck. <SWOON> “I love to watch you sleep.” The fact that he would do anything to protect her. And he was so polite and restrained. And he lived in the coolest house and could fly!

The line that touched me the most was when Carlisle explained that “Bella’s with Edward. She’s family now. And we protect our family.” Imagine being accepted into a family of vampires!  Wouldn’t you constantly be walking on eggshells?

Granted, the acting in this movie was unimpressive, more descriptively, overly melodramatic. But if you’re lonely and in need of distraction, it fits the bill.

The idea of having a protector is appealing. I never had a protector growing up. My father moved in an out, an alcoholic who had no emotional contact with his family. I had no healthy concept of a male figure. Then I met Greg. More of that later.

p.s. I’m watching Twilight for the second time–with commentaries.

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