For lack of a better topic...
I have been watching Carrie Bradshaw strut her way through New York City for as long as I can remember on Sex and the City. I mean... really, who hasn't? SATC is SUCH a relatable guilty "basic" pleasure.
It's funny to look back on who my favorite characters have been and when. Of course, Miranda has never been one of them.
When I was innocent, in love with the idea of love, and all I wanted to do was be a stay at home mum with my four kids, cat, two dogs, and loving husband... obviously, I LOVED Charlotte York. What a defined, poised, kind hearted woman! Just like I was (and still sooooorta am).
When I was in high school, frivolously trying to "get my life together," always chasing the wrong boy, obsessed with all that was quizzical in life, Carrie was my girl! She really opens your eyes to what you should be about in life. She makes you realize you can stand up for yourself, and be proud of yourself, and even after embarrassing moments: the one you love will always come back, and those who don't, don't matter.
In my freshman year of college OF COURSE Samantha Jones was my "spirit animal." I loved to party, and uhh.. you know her character. However, Samantha is a gem who teaches us to go after what you want, no matter what people think of you, because in the end... you have to love yourself the most.
Yes... Maybe Miranda did have some redeeming qualities. Like being a lawyer, having a son, being married to the one she loved regardless of his annoying qualities and overbearing mother with dementia. I guess she was kind of important to the message of the show... even though she annoys almost everyone to no end.
I guess sometimes you just have to pick. Who will I be today?
Maybe one day, someone will pick me.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
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