It's very popular amongst terminally chic chicks to run down Valentine's Day as a false and meaningless holiday created by unscrupulous greeting card companies to extort beleaguered men to pony up cash for useless cards and trinkets if they ever hope to engage in sexual intercourse again in this lifetime.
And what, I ask, is the problem with that?
Because the Grrl Genius philosophy is one of forced, unrealistic optimism in the face of life's daunting circumstances, I say it's time to have a more positive attitude toward Valentine's Day, putting aside the fact that it's often associated with a massacre and its initials are VD.
The simple fact of Valentine's Day is this: Women have huge expectations about it that they rarely feel are fulfilled, and men resent it because, well, generally they're the ones who are accused of not fulfilling the expectations. Men hate that, believing it is their job on Earth to fill things full.
Rather than just let another Valentine's Day go by, complete with dashed expectations and frustration, I decided, on behalf of women and men everywhere, to research the origins of this holiday and discover how it came to be a day that causes such resentment between the sexes. I did this so that couples everywhere could finally enjoy the holiday. This is my job, after all, as a self-declared Grrl Genius sex and relationship expert.