I’m watching “Ever After”.
I know. I realize that it’s a fairy-tale rendition of idealized romance and stereotypically girly. I realize that this is not reality. I’m having a shitty Valentine’s Day and I needed a pick-me-up.
Yes, I understand that I live with one of the best Valentines in the world. I am also faced with the fact that we’re both broke and can’t do much for anyone right now. Typically we ignore the holiday and just hang out. Sometimes we indulge in a “romantic” meal together. Today I had an interview, we watched some TV, and Chris went to take a nap.
My best friend is suffering from a broken heart. My closest are terrifically lonely. My ex-girlfriend sent my belongings back today, which I appreciate and at the same time wish that the significance of holidays and festivals were one that she’d at least understood at some point. At least two crushes are flattered with my attention but mostly, perceptually at least, rather unreachable.
This evening I’m having several single friends over to watch gory movies and enjoy one another’s company. Tomorrow I have another interview, which is nice. But right at the moment, I just wanted to focus a little bit on frilly, idealistic, daydreamy romance. And gypsies. I’d like to think that that’s not really a bad thing. We watch movies for a break from reality, not so that reality can slap us across the face several times. That’s what day-to-day life is for. If we’re able to understand the difference between reality and fantasy, then I don’t see much reason to be too terribly closed off to a beautiful piece of art if it appeals to you. This appeals to me.
I don’t know why I’m feeling defensive about it. It is, after all, Drew Barrymore. Drew has nearly been elevated to the level of household deity in our home. The dialogue is good, the costuming is wonderful, and the story is a classic. I don’t think there’s any shame in it.
Sometimes, I just wish that reality were a little bit closer to some of these silly stories. A girl can dream.