Somebody, and I really can’t remember who, once told me that a woman should never buy her own perfume or flowers. The theory was that flowers and perfume should always be bought for you by the men in your life.

I think that’s a fairly ridiculous statement, what if the men in your life, aren’t really the flower buying type or you’re single? You’ll just sit waiting for someone to buy you flowers. Maybe feeling sad and lonely because you’re not worthy of flowers.

No that’s a rubbish idea, so I buy my own. At least once a month, I buy some flowers. It could be daffodils or lillies but I buy myself something. They are a reminder that things can’t be that dreadful because I can afford that luxury, they smell nice, look gorgeous and make me smile.

This weekend, I bought irises.

I realised as I was writing this that it’s Valentines Day on Friday. The day when the trains are full of men holding flowers to give to girlfriends or women on the train having had flowers sent to them at work. It’s lovely to see and it’s then I’m really glad that I buy my own flowers because I don’t wait for the day that someone else gives me flowers, without wanting to sound too hippy, I am my own valentine. I love myself and my space enough to have flowers all the time.

So if the thought of Valentine’s Day is stressing you out, go and be your own valentine and buy yourself some flowers!