W H A T I F

- the one where I can't decide what I care less about: Valentine's Day or carnival -

I'm trying an outfit-post again.

The idea was to create an outfit that's got a little of both elements – carnival and Valentine's Day – in it.

I probably failed ... But I like it anyway! :)  

//   dress - Naketano   /
/   jacket - tailor-made and bought at the theater's costume sale   /
/   ankle boots - Vagabond   //

So, what if?

What if today wasn't Valentine's Day?
What if I wasn't the one without a boyfriend?

The first is an easy one.

I've been telling myself I'm not the kind of girl that needs exclusive relationships in her life for quite some time now. Why? Well, I'm not that sure myself.

In fact even the argument 'I'm an emancipated and independent woman' doesn't really count.

Because, let's face it, you need to have someone that's interested in you to make yourself clear about that subject in the first place.

And I apparently haven't.

So actually there's not one reason in the world to care about Valentine's Day at all.

I don't relate to all the kisses and roses and let's-be-a-couple-an-share-unconditional-love.

If I wasn't the one without a boyfriend, I'd probably despise Valentine's Day anyway, cause I'm a hopeless and stubbornly anti-mainstream know-it-all.

I somehow occurred to me the other day, that it's also quite ironic that this year Valentine's Day is actually in the very middle of carnival season.

I can't decide what's worse. Love songs and happy couples all around or that terrible music they play at carnival balls and those drunk clowns all over the place.

Sorry, that was off topic.

What I mean is, everyone is playing pretend around here, and I dare say that's what all the couples are doing on the Day of Love as well.

What I don't get is, why you need a special day to be extra nice and give chocolate to your partners.

Shouldn't you do that regularly when you're in love anyway?

I don't think there are too many relationships that were saved on a Valentine's Day by a bunch of roses if the days/weeks/month/years before all were hopeless.

But then again: who am I to judge?

I'm not even sure what I'm trying to say, but just to make one statement: I don't care about any Valentine's Days, and I don't care about carnival.

The End.

No morals or wise words today.