Deniece, what the hell you talking about now???
Nicki Minaj’s costume at the grammy’s. -_-
Oh wait. No I’m not. I’m talking about ValenTIMES day. Don’t ya’ll hate when people say that?!?! Grrrrrrrr! I almost wanna erase it. Ok. So yeah, I was making a point.
My view on Valentines is very similar to the view I have about Natural Hair. It’s quite simple: To each, his (or her) own. ‘Til the end of time as I know it, I will always advocate for love EVERDAY and not just on days deemed important by society. Similarly, I will advocate for loving yourself in your natural state and not by standards of beauty set forth by society.
If you choose to celebrate/observe Valentine’s Day then I will not criticize you. If you like it, I love it. But just like a weave, I say, if you’re gonna do it, do it right. I should NOT be seeing your tracks and you should not be buying your Valentine candy from the Dollar store. #imjustsaying.
If you care about your homie/lover/friend/jump…uhhh rope, you should plan your displays of affection accordingly. Just as if you know your hair color is dark brown and straight, you should plan to purchase a similar color and texture. Blond/wavy is NOT the way to go as a diamond ring your jump…rope should NOT receive. It’s just questionable.
Is that Wiggy...I mean Whitney???? |
A friend asked me what I was doing on Valentine’s day. My response: Breathing… I’m not in a relationship and therefore have no romantic interest to shower with love daily. I’m not about to find a replacement for 24 hours of make-believe romance. I’m good.
At one point I was quite bitter about the holiday as I have only had one successful Valentine’s according to how “they” say things should be done. I mean roses, bears, candy, hotel, Jacuzzi, whip cream, it was all there. In real life, I actually don’t care for any of that crap. I just did it cause I thought it was what I was supposed to do. Now that I have a better grip on reality and more importantly, MYSELF, I realize that I don’t have to celebrate or acknowledge anything according to anyone but me. I choose to love everyday…except 2/14/11. I’m PMS’n…share your chocolate.