If anyone needed a reminder, it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow. That’s right boys, there’s still time to head on down to your local florist and buy a lovely, original bunch of red roses that shows that you truly do know her. Or, better yet, a charming comedy stuffed animal. Nothing says adult intimacy and the joys of love better than a miniature stuffed heart, handily attached to a key chain.
Valentine’s Day, is a sparkling tribute to the materialistic hedonism of our old friend, late stage capitalism. And I get that. I get that it’s just a day named after a saint that gives big corporations an excuse to bleed us dry and gives men an excuse to be emotionally distant for the rest of the year. You have to love us every day of the year my guys, relationships are a full time job.
But, I love it. Valentine’s Day is one of my favourite days of the year and always has been, man in tow or not. My parents bought us Valentines cards and little gifts, which we’d open at the table together at breakfast. My dad bought my mum flowers and almost always got her a card with Klimt’s The Kiss on it. I have a print of it in my room, it makes me think of them kissing on the sofa or dancing around the living room after dinner.
In a world where sentiment and feeling is seen as a sign of weakness, surely it can’t be a bad thing to have a whole day dedicated to looking your partner in the eye and telling them how you feel about them. We all get bogged down in the day to day nonsense of life. We all lose our tempers over those times when they forgot to buy milk or forgot to call us back. Being love is scary, and Valentine’s Day gives you a great excuse to say all those things you think when they’re asleep next to you but can’t quite bring yourself to say out loud.
It’s great to have a reason to celebrate romantic love, but the people you sleep with relatively exclusively are not the be all and end all of your romantic life. Someone once said ‘put more friendship in your romance and more romance in your friendship.’ Why shouldn’t you buy your friends flowers on Valentine’s Day? They’re the people who let you crawl into bed with them when you can’t sleep, the people who let you have baths in their house when you’re so anxious you feel like a human pot of coffee.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news here gang but we’re all on a time limit. You have to let people know how you feel about they while they’re here, and while you’re here. This Valentine’s Day, I’m going to kiss all my favourite people, drink some red wine and celebrate the importance of letting yourself be loved.