nowruz is all about rebirth and everything fun. it's the first day of spring. winter is over. we can finally have some fun and not freeze our toes off in the process. this lead me to thinking, well, why the hell don't the other lame calendars move their new years to springtime? it makes soooooo much more sense that a new year begin with the rebirth of nature.
from a partying perspective, it is also quite practical. celebrating the new year is soooo much awesomer when it's actually warm enough to wear those pretty little a-line skirts. how many december thirty-firsts have you cursed because of the ten inches of snow you had to walk through in your rinky dink formal dress and high heels?
okay maybe none. but for me, far too many. you end up feeling absolutely fuckin miserable come midnight because of the shitty weather and seasonal depression. guh. nowruz just makes sense. it's about time the rest of the world recognized the functional partying potential to be had here.
in conclusion, western new year celebrations suck, a-line skirts are pretty, and i'm glad spring finally showed up before i could kill myself. eidetoon mobarak!
