I try to be flippant about everything Valentine’s related, but the forces of evil (slash good) have tried their best to pull me over to the pink and red side.
Last year? I won a competition that gave me free cocktails and a movie theatre to myself for the evening.
This year? After agreeing we wouldn’t do anything to celebrate (we were planning to be pooped from Fashion Week, after all), The Manfriend took me to see my favourite musical of all time – Wicked.
Swoon.
The cherry on top? Upon returning home, I was welcomed by a gargantuan package of Valentine’s goodies from M&S. Gorgeously crisp – and fragrant – roses, candles, bath salts, chocolates, a marble heart platter, grooming goodies for The Manfriend, a stunning bra (also for The Manfriend?), and a gift card to provide us with a bona fide feast…and then some.
I think I might be giving in, V-Day.
