last night there was a sex and the city episode on that really struck a chord with me that i haven't been able to shake all day.
for the sex and the city fans out there you will recall the episode where carrie is put on the cover of the new yorker with the headline, "single and fabulous?", question mark. carrie thought it was going to be "single and fabulous!", exclamation point. big difference.
carrie and the girls all rationalize their way into thinking that they are all single and fabulous with an exclamation point, but their actions showed something else. all of them quickly attaching to the closest male form they could find.
i don't know if it because valentine's day is next week or if it is because d-bag ziggy asked me if i felt like an old maid because i'm not married yet (i'm planning my revenge soon), but something got me thinking...
is it all a facade? am i single and fabulous? shit.
god i hope not.
friday night cocktails will definitely be raised to me being... wait for it...
single and fabulous!