Sex and the city quotes on dating
By the time I came around to the show I could easily recognize its essential truths, as well as spot the silliness and exaggeration. We are, as a rule, so starved for stories starring women that when we do get them we want them to represent ALL OF WOMANKIND (cf.I never got too caught up in where one stopped and the other started. Sheryl Sandberg, Hillary Clinton, ) and not just the tiny subset whose story they are trying to tell.This time around I was shocked to discover what held up—and what did not.Pretty much every topic discussed in the first season could double as a 2015 Style Section article with very little tweaking.Still: At the end season one, when Carrie turns to Big after having been shut out of nearly every aspect of his life and says, "Tell me I'm the one? And that's what Carrie and Big's relationship is: shitty and dysfunctional.
But I loved her for exactly the opposite reason: Underneath all the glitter, these women's lives were mostly a mess to some degree, and when to some degree mine was, too, I took comfort in their stories. Certain episodes were basically like if someone gave to the offerings.But the uncomfortable result is that the show often operates on the underlying assumption that men always know what they want, do not suffer from doubt, and ultimately are always the deciders.The truth that you discover as you get older is that men have no idea what they want. Carrie has some local profile, sure, but even she is not gunning for the big time.Subsequently, even though I was certainly aware of the phenomenon—not least because I was waiting tables at the time and there was an epidemic of Cosmo orders—I did not see my first episode of the show until a year and nine months after the last episode had aired in 2004 and my roommate gifted our apartment the DVD set of the series. Over the years I've gone back to it again and again.Practically speaking, this meant I not only missed nearly all the cultural commentary and debate surrounding the show, but that I'd already experienced the IRL version of the New York they were living in without ever having it reflected back to me via the lives of Carrie et al. Not regularly, and never in one go like the first time, but medicinally, and mostly to the same handful of episodes, depending on what was going on in my life—bad dating decision; weird sexual encounter; the Hamptons; the time you open Facebook and realize the guy who broke your heart just married the woman he met after you broke up—it was all there.