I used to be as strong a V-Day resistor as I was a radical feminist. I thought it was a cruel pseudo-holiday (no, no, no…I didn't say "cool super-holiday") created by Corporate America to make lovers into consumers. Think of all the stuff we're supposed to buy our girlfriends on V-Day: a dozen roses to go with two dozen chocolates, an expensive meal in a fancy restaurant, and a tiny slip of lingerie she's supposed to squeeze herself into after eating all this! Over and above the big items,...
Published on February 14, 2010 18:30