I need to excorcise this demon…

So I was thinking about Sex & The City not too long ago, as I often do. It might not have aged well in all aspects, I’ll be the first to say. But goddamn if it wasn’t a staple in adolescent culture in the 2000’s. It really was baby’s first biphobia, god bless.

Tangentially, this lead me to thinking about “And Just Like That”, the sequel series, and how I can’t imagine the format of a collumnist writing about her friends’ life really translates into todays’ sensibilities. I don’t know if that’s the format of “And Just Like That”, by the way. It just seems like an entirely unescessary piece of media to me so I never watched it.

What I’m getting to is that if you wrote about your friends’ deeply personal and private lives, you’d get keelhauled in 0.2 seconds. Rightfully so, I should say.

Which led me to the this brainworm…

Even in the 2000’s, how wild to have a writing carreer built on friends’ private lives. Because, let’s be so honest here, Carrie kind of sucked and she wasn’t the interresting part about the show. You watched for Charlotte York, Miranda Hobbes and Samantha Jones.

If those are their actual names. (brainworm burries deeper)

Charlotte was a socialite (or close to) and her private struggles of her and her first husband Trey were so intimate and embarrassing… Would she really be okay, would her husband be okay with her friend just chronicling his impotency issues, their fertility issues, how shitty and racist his mom was, how messy their marriage was, etc, in this popular column. With her second husband she point blanck says she’s embarrassed to be with him because she thinks he’s ugly.

Same with Miranda. Ain’t she a prominent lawyer? Am I overthinking?

(I’m not even mentionning Samantha because lets live in truth here. The woman released a sex tape of herself to dispell rumors of her boyfriend being gay… she would not care)

But then again even if aliases were used, they still would be noted as Carrie’s closest friends at like launch parties and general social events, etc. I feel like people would just put two and two together anyways?

Maybe I’m approaching this too much from a “today” perspective, where people pay attention to who’s friends with who and can document these things in real time with your phone.

But even so…

Do you think that Carrie paid her friends their dues for being the foundation of her writing carreer? Think about it. Would she have a carreer without her friends feeding her stories? Her own dating life seemed pretty boring. Sure, she had a couple of SNAFU’s, but not really a lot outside of the ordinary.

I’ve been thinking too long and too hard about these fictional people in this fictional setting. The brainworm is now my son.

I’m just saying, if my most embarrassing moments from my personal life feed your shoe adiction, you better write me a check or I’ll blast you on TikTok.