For the Lovairs,

Valentine's Day.

"every day, another sucker is born" - Hunter S. Thompson

This applies to people who actually take Valentine's day seriously.
It's right up there on the long list of things we learn later on is absolute bullshit:
Santa Claus is watching you (creepy),
Columbus was a hero,
"we're your real parents"...
Jesus is going to save you,
"happily ever after"
"Those jeans look great on you"..
Romantic Comedies are realistic...
All of these things have one thing in common: They are fantasies. (or just straight up white lies)


Valentine's Day is no exclusion.

If i'm not mistaken, the whole point of the day is to honour your loved one, and make some kind of "extra effort", right?
Well, what that basic idea has actually morphed into is "better get me something good, or you're an ass hole" day.
And it gets worst every fucking year..just like Christmas, it's never about the actual point: which is treat each other well. Now it's about buying expensive shit that you dont need, and feeling put under pressure.
As a lady, I think the whole thing is just really awkward, and has probably caused more problems than it's solved to be honest.
February already has enough problems without shoving this high pressure expiry date in the middle of it.
There's only 28 days...it's black history month, it's cold, it's grey, it's depressing...did we really need Valentine's day too? REALLY.

If you also hate valentines day, find some creative way to ignore that it's happening!!
- Arrange to leave town conveniently..
- Watch lots of movies (that are either related or unrelated to romance) ..your choice
Antonioni movies (photos above) are a good choice, because of their slightly cynical, but intriguing take on love and life.
- Hang out around your family - Nothing could possibly kill a romantic thought faster than being around your mother while she's sitting there complaining about her thyroid...
- Drink some wine or beer, just to take the edge off.


And then it'll be over, and you can carry on living your life! (Until that egg hiding bastard comes along in a few months for Easter..)
The point here, is that you dont/shouldnt need ONE day per year to evaluate someone or yourself as a lovair.
If you're not a total spaz, your relationship should be just fine whether or not you get a heart shaped box of chocolates that (lets be honest,) you probably bought for sale form Shopper's Drug mart ..
And if V-day does matter that much, then you were fucked anyway and flowers weren't going to help.

- Sincerely,
Danielle Marie III