Valentine's Gifts for the Misanthropist in Your Life: YOU

It's 2016, and by now I think women are over sitting inside and moping because someone of the opposite (or same) sex isn't vying for their attention on the days leading up to Valentine's. We're not the kind of creatures to put on a brave face until the day finally rocks around and break down in tears because no one finds us worth the time, meanwhile your hateful boss has even managed to snag a date. No, we don't do that, not now, not this year. You know why? Because how others view us isn't a direct correlation of how much we're worth.

And to counteract the Valentine's broadcasters? Be a boss ass independent bitch and go out and buy yourself something you deserve. So here's a list for all you relationship widows, because really, who needs to have a growth attached to your body just to make you feel validated every now and then?

An Adventure

Grab a jacket, throw on your shoes (no not your dancing shoes, God no) and take your confident self out for a spin, no extras included. While all your friends are going on sickly sweet dates at the cinema, bowling or God forbid a fancy dinner you're going to go on a little adventure. Call it what you will, finding yourself, cleansing your soul or just realising you're comfortable getting drunk on your own without feeling ashamed, doing an activity on your own, especially one you've been dying to do for a while and not one person has seemed as enthusiastic as you, is a world of good. There's no shame in buying yourself a Groupon for a spa treatment or skydiving, I promise.

Alcohol
Yes I know, typical woo, such an easy option, BUT, when was the last time you invested in a really beautiful bottle of wine and not just the $5 bottle of 'Sweet Nothings' in the bargain section you used purely to get pissed before having to interact with strangers? It's been a while hasn't it? I call this an investment because to buy a truly perfect bottle isn't a one night stand, it's a commitment. When you spend more on alcohol, (a single bottle of alcohol that is), than on your next Winter coat it's fairly liberating, like an 'I've finally made it' moment. When you have a skeleton head of Tequila placed strategically on your mantelpiece or a phallic bottle of premium Brandy in your trophy cabinet you know you're successfully adulting. Extra points if they're still mostly full by Easter.

Lush

This must be the number one gift for any twenty-something. Lush is just one of those brands that, when you walk past the store on a busy high street, the smell alone manages to arrest your senses and lure you in. You don't just buy a product in there, oh no, you give up your hard-earned cents for an experience. It's like ordering your food at a restaurant and knowing that there's going to be a complimentary lap dance at the end. The instant you buy a bath bomb, a soap or hair treatment you're committed, and not just because of the expiry date. In the next three days you organise an hour or two period where it's just you and Lush. You turn your phone off, close the laptop and allow yourself to be taken away.

A Netflix Subscription 

I mean, if you don't have one already what are you exactly doing with your life? It's not like you have a partner to take up your time and take you on cute dinners... Snagging yourself a Netflix subscription is probably the one of the best things that you can do for yourself. Not only do you get hours of TV and film on demand but you can also rest easy in the knowledge that any future hobbies or interests will slowly whittle away to nothing. Find a way to tap into other regions (as Australia is one of the worst) and you'll be laughing for days.