Happy Galentine’s Day, you poetic noble land mermaids!
In honor of the quintessential best friend, Leslie Knope, my roommates and I decided to throw a Galentine’s Day brunch at our apartment. It was the ultimate celebration of female friendship (and no, we did not hate on Valentine’s Day, we had some taken ladies there, but we did have productive discussions about how to best get out of Bumble dates we no longer cared to go on after a mimosa or four).
We provided giant pans of strata, homemade waffles (obviously) and Costco (JUMBO) sized bubbly while our beautiful friends brought everything from sour gummy hearts and vegan doughnuts to salami and crackers. I considered creating scrapbooks commemorating every moment of each of our friendships, but realized that I have to sleep a lot more than our beloved (fictional) Leslie.
We had so much fun eating, drinking, laughing, and singing along to this playlist while the rest of the world fussed about some football game on TV and some baby (who has no chance of looking anything like her mom) being born. It was an amazing time, and I highly recommend having your own Galentine’s Day celebration.
This was my first official Galentine’s Day, but actually, my sister and I made February 14 about sister time, wine, and candy long before I ever watched Parks and Rec. Boys have come and gone from my life (if you’ve been reading for a while, you may think that’s an understatement–ha!) but regardless of my relationship status, I LOVE love. As cheesy as it may be.
I love watching rom coms, I love writing cards, I love sending flowers and I love making the people who make my life better feel loved. And of course I love falling in love, but for me, v-day isn’t about romance. Some years I’m more bitter about it than others, but for the most part I’ve never felt sad about this weird day that seems to divide the population (except for maybe my first one in California when I couldn’t hang out on the couch with my sister giggling at “She’s the Man” and didn’t yet have a squad of badass gals to spend it with. Even then my parents sent me flowers–my family is the best).
So if there’s a day next week that feels triggering to you, I suggest inviting some gals (and/or guys) over to drink champagne and laugh at all the losers in crowded AF restaurants choking on engagement rings in their champagne flutes.
Be sure to put on this playlist while you do it, and remember that you are a beautiful, talented, brilliant, powerful musk-ox. Happy Galentine’s Day!
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