Valentines Day Blues (or blacks!)

Dateless, estranged, bitter and strongly tempted to throw sharp objects at those carrying red roses, I sauntered into valentines day... Or single awareness day as some have decided to call it. Forever alone, I've loved and I've lost and become a walking talking cliche about the material holiday dominating consumer capitalism.

                 

With a best friend battling through a long distance relationship, our only hope of salvation on this wretched day was well...cheap wine and watching west side story. A movie tragedy to top off our personal ones. 

                   

But we quickly realized that we'd need to be well-fed, clothed and housed to take care of this much self-pity. It was pathetic! So we got dressed up and took each other out to dinner. 

                 

                 

Her in a beautiful scallop lace t shirt dress, red tights and red booties; me in a loose tunic dress with studded shoulders, ballet tights and creepers, we took on the evening and shook off the bitterness.

                    

                    

Successfully we conquered valentines day. To check out more of both of our looks, check out our instagrams @emilyinemerald & @danaalsamsam