Friday, February 15, 2013

Solitary Refinement

Oh hello, February the fifteenth. Here we sit, in all our day-after-Valentine's-day fallout. The good, the bad, and the meh.

How yesterday was spent depended on your state of mind or our Facebook relationship status, depending on your persuasion. Some received dozens of flowers while still others delivered dozens of complaints about the holiday itself.

I for one, celebrated in solitary refinement.

And did a self photo-shoot with all the lights off and a very bright flash. Which, while both entertaining and liberating, is probably very bad for your eyes. So wear sunglasses and pretend that it helps.

I didn't have a boyfriend this Valentine's Day, nor did I require one. I went on a ladies date with my best friend, which involved Shari's (in other words: PIE) and the movie Warm Bodies. Which, by the way, is completely delightful and laugh-out-loud funny.

It's quite good.

I am slowly trying to refine the art of separating the ideas of 'being alone' and 'being lonely'. All too often, I think girls get hung up on the idea that they have no identity without a man to call their own.

This theory is preposterous, dear chicas.

Of course, this is not to say that one never needs a man. Men are lovely and strong and completely essential for the Earth and stuff. 

But one should not require a man to discover out who oneself is.

The way I see it, and with RuPaul's reinforcement, if you can't love yourself, how in the heck are you gonna love anybody else?

So go out, find yourself, do that crazy thing that makes you feel like you're a superstar. Just don't stop for a second if somebody else tells you you're doing it wrong. 

The right one will join right in.



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