For those of you who think Valentine’s Day is just a commercial-conspiracy-con, here are some fun facts…
- Just like Christmas, Easter and Halloween, V-Day does NOT have it’s origins in retail.
- Just like Christmas, Easter and Halloween, participation in V-Day on the 14th of February, is entirely optional.
- It has been calculated that V-Day comes second only to Christmas in relation to the volume of greeting cards sent around the world each year.
I love, nay, j’adore Valentine’s Day.
I love everything it represents including it’s richly commercialised side.
Quite frankly nothing matches the excitement of receiving one dozen fresh, red roses, boxed & ribboned from a secret admirer. I once received a Valentine’s Day Gorilla-gram which is a memory I shall carry with me always. Any excuse for romance is a wonderful idea. I love seeing all the merchandise that comes out both in shops and online, as there are always some wonderful examples of creativity and imaginative design in amongst the clichéd and hackneyed run-of-the-mill products.
For instance, Seduberries. These are real, edible strawberries from a little farm down in Tassie that are grown inside heart-shaped moulds – hence producing the world’s first heart-shaped strawberry.
What about the giant huggable-sized inflatable red heart?
Maybe one of “Cupid’s Picks” from Tiffany & Co.’s Hearts of Tiffany range?
Cupcakes with heart decorations are all the rage this year too.
Or my personal favourite (nudge-nudge, hint-hint, CLANG!-CLANG!) the 2010 Chanel pink quilted Valentines charms pouch with matching wallet & matching Valentines ‘Coco’ brooch set. How much you ask? Who cares! (a tad over $3,800USD)
Frankly, I don’t like my chances… and here’s a few more facts:
I live in a tropical climate that is NOT conducive to the lifespan of cut-flowers or chocolates – or anything else that melts easily for that matter. It’s not even good for those fab little decorative vinyl wall stickers that are currently being advertised with “love & romance” themes. They peel off in the humidity as quickly as you apply them.
My husband, who’s secondary trade is as a manufacturing jeweller, can’t bring himself to buying anything he could craft himself. However, just like the mechanic who’s car is always in the shop and the plumber who’s toilet doesn’t work, his trade remains un-used on the home front.
Currently I’m experiencing an upward trend on my “Oh Size Doesn’t Matter” graph, so getting me to commit (or admit) to what size I am in lingerie right now just isn’t going to happen. I’m not a contender for the Biggest Loser just yet, it’s just part of my natural yo-yo curve in relation to diet & exercise, my nutritional yin & yang, my fitness to and ‘fro, my… oh you get the idea! So sexy undergarments are off the list.
Naturally, our printer is also currently out of black and red ink, hence putting a stop on all home-made cards. (Which I would normally make up myself and hide in everyone’s lunch boxes and post to myself with amorous messages from imaginary lovers).
And finally, this year Valentine’s Day falls on a Sunday and we’ve already pre-arranged to have a house full of relatives staying with us which doesn’t lend itself too well to boudoir gymnastics, horizontal flamencos and swinging naked from the chandelier. Having visitors even puts the kibosh on my usual fit of baking heart-shaped treats! It also means I can’t even finally use the pedicure Gift Voucher I still have from Christmas, and seeing as the kids aren’t at school there won’t be any art & craft hearts coming home either…
So think of me, won’t you, come Sunday afternoon when you and everyone else is either staring into each others eyes, sharing a heart-shaped box of chocolates, getting ready for a romantic dinner for two, wondering who the flowers are from or counting up the number of cards they received. I’ll be toasting myself with a bottle of V-Day bubbly that my husband will give me at the last minute whilst shoo-ing our visitors off into the sunset… romantic huh? It’s a conspiracy alright…