Are you tired of dating apps? Tired of meeting people who only want to get in your pants? Or do some weird kinky stuff that makes you want to run like your competing in the next 200-meter Olympic sprint?
At times it feels like I am never going to find the person I dream of. We all come up with this idea of our "perfect person". Someone who is going to match all of our needs effortlessly and perfectly. Someone who will fill the puzzle-shaped hole in our hearts and make us feel complete. Or someone who makes you feel like you live in an Ed Sheeran song. For me and probably for most of you, this image has changed over time. I mean, my only requirement for the "perfect" husband at age 6 was that he looked like Prince Eric from The Little Mermaid (no doubt everyone's childhood crush) and that he chose me over an evil sea queen. It's a challenge to find a guy who will even open a door for you, let alone sweep you off your feet. At age 12 Jesse McCartney told me I had a beautiful soul and he became the love of my life and no one could convince me otherwise (haha). As we grow, our needs change and what might have been perfect for us back then could be the worst thing for us now.
We all know that Valentine's day is because of St. valentine and it's a day to celebrate love... or watch rom coms while eating a whole box of chocolates and washing them down with a cheap bottle of dry white wine. Just like any other commercial holiday, we begin at a pagan festival (not surprised). If The Jungle book and Shakira's song "She-wolf" had a baby... that would be a good way to describe it. (haha). Let me set the scene for you: You're a Roman priest, you've been invited to a mysteriously sacred cave to see the infants Romulus and Remus AKA the founders of Rome who are supposedly being cared for by a she-wolf named Lupa. Doesn't sound weird at all...right? You see a goat on your left, a dog on your right, and a nervous-looking priest in the corner with the sacrificial knife. You know what's about to go down. You are handed goat hide strips that have been dipped in some sacrificial blood and your about to go out on the town looking for women and crop fields to lightly slap in hopes that it would make them more fertile in the upcoming year...wtf.
If you needed any more proof... Men have been fucked up since the beginning and they have continued to do a pretty good job keeping that reputation. So just remember ladies, women have been through a lot worse, and at least today we don't have to run through crop fields avoiding swift spankings (haha).
Sending lots of love to the women of the world this Valentine's because we deserve it. To those overwhelmingly in love, to those hopelessly crushing on someone, to the galantines and to the girls who are dating themselves, You deserve to feel loved not just one day a year, but every. single. day.
Xoxo,
Becca
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