nightgown: forever 21 (under $15!!) || garland: target || balloons: kroger (similar)

For 22 years of my life, I never once had someone to call my "Valentine." I'd have crushes and I might be "talking" to someone but never did I have someone to take me out on a date and celebrate the holiday of love with. All my friends would go out with their boyfriends and would get flowers galore, a fancy dinner and cute presents. I stood from the sidelines and watched it all go down with envy hoping to one day have a special someone to share the day with, forever putting Valentines Day on such a high pedestal. 

And then one day I finally had a Valentine.
Enter Cody: my sweet, amazing, spectacular, handsome, talented boyfriend.

Last year was my first year celebrating Valentine's Day with a significant other. (When I first wrote this out I had it phrased "my first year *truly* celebrating" and thought that was so wrong because there's no true way to celebrate it.) I was so excited and had all these expectations as to what the day would entail. I flew from Los Angeles to Cincinnati to be with my boyfriend because I was about to head to Nashville to tour apartments but I didn't land until 8pm. Once I landed and got to his car, he had a Diet Coke, pull & peel Twizzlers (my personal favorite) and a squeaky toy from the thing I love most (Miller, my yorkie.) Honestly such cute and thoughtful presents, he could've just ended the night there.

We went back to his house so I could change and get ready for dinner while exchanging gifts. He took me to a new restaurant downtown and I obviously ate all the foods. And that's when it hit me. The day felt like any other day. He didn't do anything wrong, he did everything right, so why did it feel like any other day with him?

Now I'm not saying that's necessarily a bad thing but for so long I put Valentines Day on a pedestal because I thought of it like some magical day, like something off the Bachelor. I thought flowers and candy would give me the meaning of life and cure all the evils of the world. I thought I would feel all these amazing things but in reality I just felt the same thing I feel any other day when I'm with the right one... and that is love.


I guess I'm lucky to be in a relationship where love is expressed and shown daily and I hope the same goes for anyone who is reading this post. If you are like me and hold Valentines Day on such a high pedestal, complaining about not having a Valentine and being single AF, don't. It's just another day in the year. Yes, it's fun to idolize the flowers we pass in the supermarket but all these things are simply just things. Valentine's Day isn't about things, it's about celebrating love.

This is coming from someone in a relationship: Valentines Day is overrated. I love Valentines Day because I love love but I still believe its overrated. One day your knight in shining armor will come and he will celebrate the overrated holiday with you, I mean who would turn down a date? I wouldn't. Also who would turn down chocolates and flowers? Not me. Celebrate Valentines Day with anyone you love, friends, family or your boyfriend/girlfriend. Love is love and love should be celebrated! I don't want you guys to think I've got any problem with the holiday, I just wanted to share my humble opinion. We don't need all those fancy things to celebrate love, we just need each other. :)

Also... how cute is this lingerie nightgown. If your "Valentine's Day" plans involve sleeping and eating lots of food, get this nightgown because it's only $12.90 and I think it's AWESOME.

Happy Valentines Day!

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