I’m not much of a girly-girl. Shopping is torture. I’m up front and center at metal and rock concerts. I’ve gotten a manicure and pedicure three times in the last six years; I love Star Wars and Star Trek and really, any sci fi, and just cannot get into Desperate Housewives and Grey’s Anatomy. I drink whiskey and beer and dirty martinis with blue cheese stuffed olives and I hate pink.
But when it comes to Sex And The City, I am unabashedly, unapologetically in touch with my feminine side. Like Cara, my friends and I also made the Sunday rounds. We’d make pitchers of cosmos and chat away until the new episode started and then we would all shut up. Not a sound came out of us until it was over except for laughs, gasps, and a few sobs.
What is it about this show that resonates with so many women? For me it was never about the fashion (see the shopping comment). It was the first show whose female characters spoke to me and for me. As a 30-something single woman who refuses to settle just to be in a relationship I could relate to Carrie. As a person who abhors the limitations of gender-based roles yet recognizes the power of sex and sensuality, Samantha. As a mother who’s also focused on her career, Miranda, and as an optimist and a romantic, Charlotte. While each character has distinct personality traits, they’re also complex. There are many other pieces of myself that these women seem to capture eloquently, and every woman I know can find a bit of herself in them.
So, this afternoon a few of my friends and I are getting together. We’re getting all dolled up in dresses and high heels. I’m putting aside my aversion to pink and to sweet cocktails and drinking cosmos. We’ll see the movie and laugh and cry and drink more cosmos afterward as we relive it to the chagrin of any surrounding males (although if they’re smart they’ll listen to Jon. Men, this is a unique opportunity to get inside the head of a woman).
And then I’m heading to Reggie’s Rock Club to see a kick-ass band, drink beer and most likely have a shot of Jameson’s. I can only be a girly-girl for so long.
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