Ok, cupid

When the 14th of Feb comes around its often met by a fair amount of panic – boyfriends around the world are tasked with being ‘super romantic’ for that one day a year. Girlfriends try to not look disappointed when they’ve said that it’s a farce and ‘just another day’ but Sharon from accounts got a huge bouquet of flowers and all you got was a ‘babe do you know where my blue shirt is’. It’s tough out there for the peeps in a couple. It’s tougher for those who aren’t.

This year I’ve seen so many ‘love sucks’ parties being advertised. When did we lose our romantic bone? And, appreciate that this comes from a single person. Who is going to throw herself off a mountain on Valentines day. I don’t know where we lost our desire to be loved, for valentines day (although the ridiculous hallmark holiday of making money and chopping down forests of flowers) to be an exciting day, for endless possibilities of love and happiness. Why do we have to slate love, go to parties wearing red, to high five establishments because they have anti valentines day parties because we are too scared to actually put ourselves out there. For one day. For love. Or for a quickie in the bathroom. Or whatever.

Don’t get me wrong. I sure as hell do not want to spend my Tuesday watching people be all lovey dovey, so I think it’s rad that there are things for us singles to do, but, to be honest I think most of us in a healthy (I use that term very lightly) dating life have a bit more of a grip on this whole love thing than those couples I know who are in toxic relationships. I enjoy being a third wheel just as much as the next masochist so yay for single and ready to mingle parties. Not love sucks ones. Love does not suck. Love is rad and amazing and something you should try at least once. Like ströh rum. Or rocking up at an airport and booking a flight to anywhere.

And for those in couples, make an effort. I mean you should be making an effort every day, but no body wants to watch Sharon swoon over her red roses and then have to pick up the blue shirt from the bathroom floor later that night (can they ever just put it in the washing basket?!). Make an effort, make your girl want to rip that blue shirt off you as soon as you get home. Make sure your man knows he’s in for all of the loving on the 14th of Feb.

And tinder, please can we have a free day of tinder plus on V-Day? Hook a girl up!