Two tickets to a show, no date; unrequited love and the perfect excuse to wallow in ample amounts of both disappointment and chocolate ice cream; a happy partner but a ridiculously priced, decidedly unimpressive French dinner. This is what happens around February 14. Confronted with two contradictory truths that nevertheless exist simultaneously — that Valentine’s Day is a superficial Hallmark holiday, that Valentine’s Day requires decisive action on our part — we fumble around and fuck things up. Knowing this, we tapped the collective GP braintrust and came up with one very good idea: asking the women we trust what they think about love, romance and February’s big holiday. They’re bright, beautiful and successful. They’re sommeliers, teachers and athletes. These are their insights.