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For safety reasons we are going to refer to this day as the V-day, since many people get close to experiencing seizures when reading about it. I really didn’t want to write about it because everybody is allowed to feel the way they want about it. My desire to write was triggered from the difficulty I had trying to make my way through the hearts, sexy red lingerie and the arrows flying above my head all over town (and if you know me I bet you can tell they were flying pretty low…).

You think this is going to be one of those writings that mock people on V-day and how this day shouldn’t be overrated and couples should love each other every single day of the year and blah blah… I ll get there eventually. Now however, you are probably thinking this is going to be one of those cheesy things you can find in a teenager’s diary with probably heart shaped pictures of the BF on the side and lots of hearts and most certainly “initial+BFinitial 4eva”. (At least this is how it used to be back in my days , nowadays teenagers are messed up …)How to put it…well: It’s NEITHER (or BOTH?)

To all of you who love this day and are super excited to have dinner with your significant other, or to get that present you worked so much on hinting to your boyfriend, or to walk hand by hand declaring your love: I’m so very excited for you too! That’s amazing! You have something you feel great about and you should let everybody know! Why not? Happiness is what matters the most indeed and you are one of the luckiest ones. This is the day for you, the V-day is all yours to cherish and be grateful to that baby angel who hit you in the first place (somebody should change his diaper though, it has been centuries that he wanders around) LOVE is a beautiful feeling that everybody deserves to experience as much as they can in their life. This day is the perfect one to send that message to the world.

(Since I’m sure you were waiting for the little devil on my other shoulder to speak ,I thought he should too. After all we do live in a democratic world where imaginary personifications of our sub consciousness should have the equal rights regarding freedom of speech...)

The funny thing is that V-day is for women only! It’s all about them (just like everything else.)They have to show their girl friends that their man cares and got her this amazing gift, and took her to this expensive restaurant and how he said these wonderful things and expressed his love better than Shakespear that night! Your girlfriends know.Tthey know that he actually shoved his face in his plate and probably checked the waitress out…Sorry, but hey they would still act amazed and will “awww” at everything you say, especially the single ones! On the other hand the guys, my dear lady friends like you have probably noticed but decided not to consider it, couldn’t care less that there was somebody who did something for love or died from it on this day. The only thing they are nervous about is getting you the wrong gift. That would mean a lot of closed doors for those dudes (…). Guys, if she’s expecting an Iphone 5 S or diamond earrings from the student/unemployed you, dump the b…beauty! You’re getting a scarf , a shirt or a belt anyways … 

 Both you girls and boys who care about V-day because of the big gifts, the soon to die roses, the heart shaped chocolate boxes with the Eiffel tower on top … I don’t think you got the Memo, but this is not what “love” is about.

Commercial break: To all of you who feel trapped in the Complicated, Don’t-know-how-to-label-it kind of relationships, Get this card and give it a try!

Good news: There’s going to be a “Celebrate Love and Wine” party around here! Thanks you crazy God Dionysus for also making the V-day stand for VINO day!  

I don’t know about you guys, but I know what I’m going to be celebrating …*hiccup*…Cheers !