I just wrote a post about kissing and kissing has been on my mind all day because the first thing I watched when my alarm went off at 430am was the new trailer for PS I Still Love You, the sequel to To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, which premieres on Netflix on February 12, in time for Valentine’s Day weekend. February 14 is a Friday and Kathleen and I already have plans for her to stay over that night and watch it together. Like multiple times. That’s what happened when the first movie came out. I think it was a Friday night too. I turned it on and within five minutes was already texting Kathleen and Duana with all my feelings.

Anyway, I sent Kathleen the trailer after my first watch (I’ve now watched seven times and so have you, don’t lie) and this was our exchange:




Teen feels and squeals. Excuse me, but that’s the reaction you’re supposed to have. And not just if you’re a teen girl. You’ll recall, the reason why the first movie was so popular was because adult women were watching it and transported back to that time in our lives when we saw ourselves through Lara Jean Covey. This is still one of my favourite tweets from when TATBILB came out:

How many of us have rewound the “leggo” scene an embarrassing number of times?! It’s “leggo” and for me, since I like a little angst, it’s when they come off the bus after the ski trip and confronts him about the scrunchie and the look on his face when she asks him if she’s just a joke to him. Also a few minutes later at her house, when she tells him she was second best and before he leaves he says, his voice cracking, that she was never second best. Well, now you know that TATBILB has basically been programmed into my genetic code. For those of you who’ve been curious about East Asian dramas on Netflix that I can’t stop talking about? Every series is basically 15 – 20 episodes of Lara Jean and Peter Kavinsky. If that’s your thing, inject that sh-t immediately. 

And now Peter is back. With a rival. You know what I like about this trailer? It’s the longing. It’s pushing that nerve, or the button in our brains that responds to a certain fantasy of having someone long for you this much, this intensely. In Lara Jean’s case, two people are longing for her: Peter Kavinsky and John Ambrose McClaren and they’re battling for Lara Jean, not with fists and aggression but through their eyes. The way JAM is looking at Lara Jean is going to become my addiction. But then, Jesus, the way Peter Kavinsky looks at Lara Jean, at the door, at the aquarium, all the time, is my salvation. Or is it the other way around? 

Here’s the question, is PS I Still Love You enough to bring back our thirst for Noah Centineo?!