As the world gears up for the movie release on May 27th, known as, Sex and the City 2, to New Yorker’s, it’s known as, Project: We can finally breathe again. Those four women have taken friendship, dating, fashion and New York to a level unknown to man, it’s like what Oprah’s done for day-time TV. Just watching the trailer makes you want to call up a friend and complain about your man, your apartment, and your shoes–in that order. But what is it about Sex and the City that makes many of us react like this? In a time when we’re all struggling for independence and self-improvement, I can’t help but wonder, “Why are Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha and Miranda our salvation?”
As I frantically googled spoiler reports on the movie this morning, my roommate walked in and asked, “Are they really making a Sex and the City 2?” I was shocked! What did he mean, “Are they really making a Sex and the City 2?” It was already made. And what planet was he from? Then I remembered, he’s straight. As he stood there in his sweatpants and Twisted Sister rock tee, I realized that straight men just don’t get the beauty, the charm or the true essence of what those four women represent. Yes, we can live “within our means” but, why? Yes, we can work regular jobs, but what’s the point in that? And lastly, we can all choose to date a normal man, but what fun would that be during Sunday brunch? (I think we all like to suffer like Carrie Bradshaw, deep inside) And that’s when it hit me, Sex and the City represents the fairytale, the romance the drama of life–magnified by 100%. And that my friend, is the attraction.
What draws you in? Leave a comment.