Feminism and Flowers: My Bitter Take on Valentine’s Day!

Just… yes.

Abstractions of Life

I am a fan of flowers and romance. I am not going to lie, I do dream of handsome men surprising me at work with bouquets of red roses, and boxes of chocolates. ( I like pralines and truffles and ones with nuts. Just in case anyone wants to know.) I have never had this experience however. I am twenty-four Goddamn it! Twenty-freaking-four! And I have never actually had this experience! How sad is that? Any relationships I have had have conveniently fell gracefully around the sides of St. Valentine’s Day, before and after, never on.

Pretty Flowers! Pretty Flowers!

More to the point though I find myself thinking that there must be millions of women in the world in a similar situation. Millions of women who consider themselves strong and independent. Feminist even! I myself am one of them. Could it be that men are slightly cautious when it comes to showering…

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