Once, back around 1995, when I lived with 10 girls, sharing two craftsman bungalows and a pool in Hollywood, we had a "Black Friday" party.
Looking back, there was no reason why 10 20-something hot chicks in one of the most famous cities in the world should have had such disdain for Valentine's Day, but as we piled our exes' old tee shirts, boxers, pictures and gifts in the driveway and set them on fire, we must have come across as a wee bit bitter.
Which is hilarious, because there had to be 30 guys at that party. It's not like there weren't any Valentinian prospects hovering just a few feet away from the stench of scorched memories.
Now, the idea of throwing an anti-Valentine's day party or a "Black Saturday" party seems counterintuitive. I mean, what's wrong with love? It's nice to love and be loved, right? So I'm embracing Valentine's Day in all of my singleness.
I'm cooking dinner for friends tonight and then heading out to see a band. And I don't pan on burning a thing.
How do you or don't you celebrate Valentine's Day?
3 years ago