We ladies are a l'il hypocritic, aren't we?

We say we're all in power and feminism, yet go weak in the knee when the handsome gentleman opens the door for you!

We say we don't love the pinks and mushiness around valentines day, yet love it when the guy brings over pink flowers and a mixed CD of your favorite love songs!

We say we don't need a guy to "validate" us, yet scorn the thought of being single on Valentines day (or that friend's party or the family dinner or the latest romantic movie or.. )

We say we can be as good as any guy, and that we can fix our own cars and computers, yet melt the moment a guy offers to help you with that flat tyre!

We say we can perfectly enjoy the riverside restaurant with single girl friends, yet all we do is endless whine about our singlehood and how we need a guy in our lives!

This list can go on and on and on .. I'm not some anti-feminist here, but hey, we all love some chivalry and enjoy being pampered now, don't we?

ps. did not mean to generalise. may be the datelessness has struck me. the valentine's woes and sitting around bitching with gal pals can do this to you sometimes, you know!