In Defense of Valentines Day ♥️

In the name of love, I will fight you on this one

If you're one of those people who goes on about how "Valentine's Day was invented by hallmark in honor of capitalism ", I regret to inform you you did not have that original thought.

You are not seeing through the matrix or not raging against the love machine. You are just another flavor of basic who has fancies themselves a contrarian. This usual line is a psyop invented by the "everyone is stupid and the human race deserves to die" crowd. In other words, there's probably already a Hallmark card catering to the many people exactly like you.

Valentines Day is the high holy day of the Maxieverse. I have always loved the saccharine imagery unironically. There has never been a heart-shaped kitchen set or handbag that I didn't immediately covet. Even looking back at my sketchbooks from when I was a little girl, there were pages upon pages of fashion design sketches blasted with red hearts all over. I thought I’d grow out of it by now, but I just like it so I’m not going to fight it anymore. Even the Februarys I found myself without a sweetie, the holiday didn't seem like an attack on my self esteem. Its just cute and fun and red and frilly.

Love and tenderness are worth celebrating. Taking time out to slow down and notice is vital. Even if that means it splurging on goofy props and expensive dinners. Yes, its cheesy and frivolous, but its good for you to indulge in sincere corniness with your sweetheart. That’s what intimacy is.

Death to irony and sarcasm! It takes true courage to be so openly and wholeheartedly lame!

I was a shitty little Reddit edgelord who thought I was far too evolved to take part in anything the masses enjoyed. In my twenties, I was essentially this guy in the body of a hot girl. Hate to break it to you, but fellowship with other people is the whole meaning of life. We are supposed to lay out in the sun, drink wine, and whisper in each other’s ears what animal shapes we see in the clouds. Its literally that simple.

The times in my life where I learned the most about myself were when I was listening to a stranger ramble on about what their passion. You get a lot of personal insight you would otherwise not have access to just shutting up and being with someone. You need people to better yourself, you need love to survive. Adopting a curmudgeon attitude will only do yourself a disservice and limit your own growth and wisdom. You cannot reach your own greatest potential without people. Even all those dummies and bimbos out there have something beautiful to teach you.

I think when people try to pull out that (not so) hot take, they are showing all their cards. Calling something as silly and harmless as Valentine’s Day mundane doesn't make you sound smarter or more in touch. It reveals your terminal lack of curiosity and underdeveloped listening skills. There is so much out there to be explored and inspired by, if you don't see it, I'm sorry, you're just not looking for it. That's a You Problem. Not an Everyone Else Problem.

Am I being aggressive? Probably. I'm just being mean because I love love as much as I am exhausted by the widespread nihilism mistaken for intellectualism. A determination to keeping love magical is what keeps you alive. Open affection and passion are rebellious in a year like 2025, so I have to be aggressive.

I get it if you're not ready to wear your heart on your sleeve as I so literally do, but in that case I guess I'll have to catch you next month on Steak and Blowjob Day.

In the words of the immortal David Lynch: FIX YOUR HEARTS OR DIE ♥️