Opinions on Valentine's Day seem to run the gauntlet. That being a most glorious reflection of marketings' genius. Or the sentimental, it's all about the love, baby.
Regardless, the holiday's (extreme marketing) origins in the U.S. have skipped several large bodies of water and landed almost everywhere else. Yesterday confirmed this.
As I squirmed (I lean toward the first opinion, in case that needed to be classified) into the high school, I saw not only a boy wearing a diaper (in honor of Saint Valentine) and his famous wings, but more hearts, red, pink, wings and enough flower bouquets to fill my bedroom, had I received them all. I slipped by fast, but not without a cringe and a moment of remorse for not bringing my camera.
Still, the day can be sweet and little reminders of love/or like can be appreciated, even by me.
Take this treasure I received. I shouldn't say that it came from five 14-year-olds, who asked their mothers for money, but that's exactly what happened.
Regardless, the holiday's (extreme marketing) origins in the U.S. have skipped several large bodies of water and landed almost everywhere else. Yesterday confirmed this.
As I squirmed (I lean toward the first opinion, in case that needed to be classified) into the high school, I saw not only a boy wearing a diaper (in honor of Saint Valentine) and his famous wings, but more hearts, red, pink, wings and enough flower bouquets to fill my bedroom, had I received them all. I slipped by fast, but not without a cringe and a moment of remorse for not bringing my camera.
Still, the day can be sweet and little reminders of love/or like can be appreciated, even by me.
Take this treasure I received. I shouldn't say that it came from five 14-year-olds, who asked their mothers for money, but that's exactly what happened.
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