Absolutely can’t stand Valentine’s Day. All that rose-tinted, saccharine-enwrapped consumerist shit. That’s not love, that’s nothing more than guilt-inducing profit-mongering. But l do like love. Course I do, who doesn’t love love? Whether it’s the heart-racing, face-flushing, endorphin-boosting, whole-body-engulfing tsunami of new love, or the joy of seeing the long term object of your affections