France was my Valentine.

This year I had the French version of Valentine's day. It was more about marveling about the celebration of "St. Valentin", using it as an excuse to get pretty and go out than thinking about love or kisses or any of that junk. I tried escargot for the first time, I powered through a giant bucket of mussels and I had my first French Crème Brûlée in the company of some of the coolest babes I have met in Bordeaux. As much as it's fun to be that sappy couple that everyone hates on Valentine's day, it was equally fun to treat myself & get severely overdressed.