This New York Times piece
did a great job of illuminating the one thing that I really hate about V-Day
: the pressure. The writer, who zeroed in on some of New York's most fashionable people, managed to corner a handful of single designers and ask them their plans for the big (eye roll) night. Needless to say, there were a few squirmy-sounding replies.
I know I sound like a drip when I bemoan the arbitrariness of the whole "must be a magically romantic night just because it's February 14
" line of thinking. But guess what? That's how I feel.
Jack and I often manage to have a really sweet, romantic night out
, but it's kind of an uphill battle in New York City. First of all, every restaurant is packed. Second of all, they’re all serving special prix fixe dinner menus (read: crappy crappola shaped like a heart). And third of all, fine...I'll stop. Because I get it. I'm being a Negative Nancy big time, aren't I?
I think that I need to go back to the drawing board and redefine what it is that I think constitutes a romantic night. Obviously, a packed-like-sardines NYC dinner out ain't it. Yay! This should be a fun brainstorm -- and I'm totally open for suggestions. Do you guys have any cool, romantic ideas for Jack and me this V-Day?
See More: TheNest , Love & Sex