sweater

I’m well-aware a ‘major’ ‘holiday’ came and went with not a wisp of acknowledgement from this corner of the internet. While I dearly love all things crafty and realize Valentine’s day presents many opportunities to do something cute and handmade for your loved ones, I detest how the point of the day’s somehow gone from celebrating existing romance or possibly starting a new one to proving your love. I could go on a whole tirade (and probably have in past years) about how if you’re using one sanctioned day to prove you care about someone through shopworn gestures it probably ain’t love to begin with but why focus on the negative?

Instead, let me demonstrate how much I love humanity by presenting it with this:

…AFTER Valentine’s Day. Because single or taken, NO ONE deserves to blearily stumble in Monday morning and come face to face with a coworker dressed head-to-toe in some pink and red version of this chirruping about ‘wuv’. It would be EXACTLY like coming in on St. Patrick’s Day and seeing them in this:

Far, far too much. (Although, if you’re truly thrifty, you could dye the whole thing black and reuse it on President’s Day.)

No, something like this should be worn much the same way love should be celebrated- unexpectedly throughout the year, with charm and happiness in and of the moment. Also maybe ditch the heart pockets, or at least move them so they don’t look like giant pasties.

(a detail shot of the texture)

Love is a many-splendoured thing! It’s lighter than air! It’s also a potential battlefield!