Archive for February, 2011

Valentine’s Day Is My Favorite Holiday

Posted by    |    February 9th, 2011 at 3:03 pm

Yep, it’s true. Valentine’s Day is my absolute favorite of the year.  More than Christmas, Thanksgiving, Halloween, and Easter combined. Men I’ve dated in the past were informed upfront so they had all the facts before deciding whether to proceed into a relationship with me.  I’d like to think I’m low maintenance in most areas, but not in this one.  I have high expectations for Valentine’s Day, and if Peter Welty in my second grade class hadn’t given me his mother’s diamond bracelet at our class V-Day party, perhaps things would be different.  He started my love affair with the day of all things romance, and it didn’t even matter that my Mom made me return the bracelet he’d stolen from his mom’s jewelry box. It was the thought that counted.

So, for all of you romance-challenged ladies and gentlemen out there, I have a few easy suggestions for making a holiday that most people despise one of enjoyment. (more…)

Love What You See in the Mirror

Posted by    |    February 9th, 2011 at 2:50 pm


Perfect Lips

The playwright, Neil LaBute, deftly delves beneath the surface with his trilogy of ‘beauty plays,’ all showing in rotation last spring at the Wyly Theater in Dallas. For the characters in the three plays, surface beauty harms both in its absences and presence. All three plays deal with society’s preoccupation with physical beauty: judgments made, spoken and unspoken; the subtle methods of manipulation around beauty; and how physical attributes are both asset and liability. Each play features four characters, consisting of two men and two women in their mid-twenties to early thirties involved some sort of romantic entanglement. The men are confined to archetypes: the Alpha Male, a rude, selfish prick with no morals or scruples; the Beta Male, a self-deprecating nebbish who knows good from evil but is too emotionally underdeveloped to choose what is right. The women are more nuanced: a slender blonde beauty unsure of why she is loved, a stocky yet beautiful brunette secure with her body, a career woman striving to be perfect, a demure sweet woman who defers to men, a plain woman who takes offense at being called “regular” rather than the ‘hot new thing’ in the office The dynamic among the four is endlessly fascinating and stimulates much discussion. (more…)

Cupid must be in the market for arrows

Posted by    |    February 1st, 2011 at 11:21 am

The time between Valentine’s Day and New Years is roughly eleven months worth of time allotted to procure a date for holidays marked by kissing and hand holding. Those months are usually filled with hope that after years and years of thinking next will be the year that I date someone long enough to spend the holidays together that this will be the year.

This is not the year.

Today is February 1st, which means there are approximately an unlucky 13 days before the worst day of the year. The once-yearly, red-and-pink helium-filled-balloon, box-of-Godiva-chocolates, sold-out-of-everything-at-dr-delphinium, Amazon-rainforest-stripped-of-its-unique-flowers, stuffed-animals-singing-“Wild Thing” Valentines Day.

I will spend the majority of the day averting my eyes from all things heart-shaped, avoiding all restaurant venues as well as my Netflix queue, and indulging in multiple bottles of champagne (the rooms and I have knowingly been saving up for the occasion). And you know what. I’m actually excited about it.

Single girls, hold your champagne bottles high. To every holiday invented by Hallmark, there is an open bar ready to start your tab.