I’m not a Valentine’s Day person. For one thing, I have about a 30/70 history of being with a Significant Other on any given year. To date, my most memorable Valentine’s Day gift was the single rose given to me by a college friend who was giving out roses to all of his single friends so we didn’t feel so left out. When I was with The Last Guy, we skipped V-Day altogether and instead celebrated our adoration for each other on Presidents’ Day (typically the same weekend, it was kind of our little joke). But I like hearts. And things that are red. So I wind up with stuff like this.
I honestly don’t recall how I wound up with this assortment of vintage valentines, other than knowing that I didn’t acquire them all at once. I am, however, sharing them all at once, and in as close to chronological order as I can suss out. Enjoy!
Armored tanks and love. They go together like…um…I’m at a loss.
on back: Chris .H. from Velda
You can’t beat me as a valentine! The bear’s arm (and eyes) shift back and forth. The message is obscured from every angle, but the type is great.
on back: Grandma from Ruth (in very tidy penmanship)
I’m a sucker for cats, and puns, so this one may be my favorite. You’re so purr-ty!
on back: To Chris from (illegible)
Jumping ahead to—I’m pretty sure—the ’60s, we have this jaunty-capped painter.
When was the last time you heard “woolgathering” used in conversation? (For my younger readers: it’s akin to daydreaming.) Yes, it’s a pink ram. Why not?
A lion “cuddles” a pair of lads. Um, okay.
The valentine writers are wearing a bit thin in the pun department.
The writers have now given up entirely. And the awkward, paper-saving die cut emphasizes how cheap these sentiments are getting.
Looking very Cindy-Lou Who, this angel is cute…but wouldn’t a robot or alien (née Martian) have been more appropriate?
That’s all I have, kids. If you want to print one of these for your sweetie, click on the image to see a larger version.
shoes and pie 