Ah, Valentine’s Day. The thought of it invokes strong feelings for or against but never somewhere in between. Some can become bitter by the mere mention of the sappiest of all the non-stat holidays whereas I adore Valentine’s Day. You read that right. I am single as fuck and love Valentine’s Day.
While some of my single friends may begrudgingly refer to the day as “Singles Awareness Day” I think it’s time we put that term to rest. I mean, for heaven sakes, the acroymn is S.A.D… that’s as depressing as it gets. I get it, it’s hyped up, it’s definitely commercialized, but then again, what isn’t? I just think Valentine’s Day gets a bad rep.
For me, it’s not about the cheesy window displays, being in a relationship or having my Facebook feed clusterfucked with engagement announcements (gag) but what the holiday is suppose to specifically celebrate… love.
I am self-proclaimed cynical romantic and while they may seem like an oxymoron, I am steadfast in my belief that however impractical, foolish, and stupid it may seem, love is a beautiful thing.
Not just love for a romantic partner but love for the things around you. My friends and family are people that I love that I don’t appreciate enough. They hear about my triumphs and tribulations, darkest secrets and deepest desires, biggest insecurities and most frustrating fears. I am lucky to have found and fostered so much love in my life I need not wish for it or stew in the fact that I’m “lacking” it this Valentine’s Day.
(Besides, there is a stage of my life I’ve recently entered where I want to hang on to my freedom but still enjoy the company of men in a dating capacity, but that’ll be another post at a later date.)
Here are a few other not-so-sappy reasons I love Valentine’s Day as well:
Dress to Impress
To all of you beautiful readers who follow me on Instagram you may have noticed that as of lately, red is my go to colour. Whether it’s a skin-tight dress, glass of wine or shade of lipstick I can’t say no to red. Use Valentine’s Day as your excuse to dress to the nines and wear that outfit you bought after the internal debate “but when will I ever wear it?” because you don’t have to look great for anyone other than you.
I’m a sucker for handwritten cards. I’ve been known to hand stamp Christmas, birthday and thank you cards for those nearest and dearest to my heart because: a) I’m cheap as fuck, b) I love an excuse to buy stationary, and c) what is more heartfelt that actually writing out your thoughts by putting pen to paper? Seriously, when you handwrite a card not only does it spark creativity but you learn how to make every word count. Handwritten valentines are sentimental yet timeless for a reason.
There is no unwritten rule anywhere states that single people have suffer on February 14th. It’s a day all about love, so treat yo self. Whether you decide to pamper yourself with a full body massage, drink an entire bottle of wine, or decide that you’re better off left to your own devices, Valentine’s Day seems as good of a day as any to celebrate and learn to be comfortable with yourself. (Plus all three of those things help you sleep better.)
And the most obvious of all:
Half priced chocolates on February 15th.