My Four Best Friends

To fully understand the power of the blog while reading I have generously provided two links to wonderful YouTube songs to set the mood. It's all about ambiance. Labels or love and the ever classic Empire State of Mind II (from the new soundtrack).

“Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free til they find someone just as wild to run with them.”

Ok, let's just start off my getting things straight right off the bat. Sex in the City is a HUGE deal. If you don't like it don't read my blog...ever. The whole phenomena of these four best friends started as an HBO series and ended up as a lifestyle choice. Who doesn't want to be one of the girls. Hell, I'd even be Miranda (and that's saying a lot). Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda teach women everywhere from twenty-somethings to women in their forties life lesson and tips. If you have not learned one life fact from the girls you might have to go get your brain checked immediately. In this blog I really want to acknowledge the power of Sex and the City.



Let's start off by everyone having their favorite girl. Mine is Carrie. Love the big hair, and the shoes of course. When my hair is a little frizzy I call if Carrie hair and get away with it. What other HBO character can give you a good hair day? Tony Soprano, I think not sweetie. Carrie finally has her Mr. Big and her spectacular shoes. She is the living version of every girl's fantasy. I might sometimes come off as more of a Samantha, but I am a true Carrie at heart.

HBO is genius about making women everywhere think that these women are actually their four best friends. Every episode and movie we go into their lives, troubles, and love lives over a few rounds of cosmos. Honestly they have been everywhere with me from girls night to break ups with pints of ice cream. Even though they don't know my life I feel like I'm way involved in theirs. I guess that is what makes good T.V. The best part of it is even though we have favorites, we all have a little mix of them because each girl is so different. I just don't want to forget what this one little T.V. show has done for women everywhere. Some people might make fun of it and call it "3 sluts and their grandma" but I'll watch those 3 sluts and that grandma parade around NYC any day of the week.