I Can't Help But Wonder

Now that all of the pesky distractions like surgeries, puppies and graduations are out of the way please allow me to direct your attention to the biggest and most exciting event of the summer, Maybe even of the year. Depending on the ending.
The Sex And The City movie is opening in a theater near you (or has already opened if you live in Manhattan and if you do, PLEASE don't spoil the ending for me) on May 30th. THIS WEEKEND!!! And I haven't been this excited about a movie since, well since ever actually. It's been too long since I was able to see what the characters of the HBO series have been up to. And the movie will answer any unanswered story lines like pregnancies, marriages, men and careers.
I am a huge SATC fan. I guess if I were a real fan (or completely obsessed) I would have flown to Manhattan for the US opening or to London last week. However, since I live in podunk nowhere I will have to sit tight in anticipation until Monday night when my sweet husband has agreed, suggested even that we have date night and he take me to see THEE movie. Obviously my druthers would be to see it on the actual DAY it opens but we have a baseball tournament this weekend and there is only one thing that could keep me from seeing this movie on opening night and that is to see my boy play ball.
However, on Monday? NOTHING will distract me from spending the entire day fantasizing about sneaking off to a darkened theater with my beloved to spend two hours catching up with four of my favorite characters, Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte.
One of my all time favorite, guilty pleasures is to pop in one of the DVDs from the complete series box set of SATC that I got for Christmas, sit back and allow myself to be transported to the hustle and bustle of life in Manhattan. I love to live vicariously through each character, imagining how exciting it would be to be a single Manhattan socialite. The shoes, the clothes, the restaurants, the smell and feel of the city and all that Manhattan has to offer. They have it all. First run plays, fashion week, fleet week, the subway.
I've been to NYC twice and long to go back again and again. Since the series was shot almost entirely on location in Manhattan it's fun to recognize some of the iconic landmarks and reminisce about our too short time there.
I thought it would be fun to throw myself fully into the experience of the movie by obsessively planning everything, down to the last detail. First, I bring you the shoes. If you have ever watched the series, you know our gals love Manolo Blahniks. So, what other choice did I have but to order a pair in honor of all that is fashion? And if you happen to be at my movie theater on Monday night, you will be able to spot me because I will be wearing these:



They're not exactly the stiletto heels that Carrie would wear but they are Manolos none the less. Just the suburban housewife's version.

And, my Carrie style dress prominently and frequently featured in season 6, just not in a size 2 like the character but still it appropriately pays homage to the show, I think:



Down to the last detail: I know I can't eat popcorn at the show so I am steaming a nice bowl of edamame to bring and I might even splurge and have a cosmopolitan before dinner.

Silly isn't it? But the show has brought me many happy hours of TV viewing and I suppose the comparison to the central character's exciting lifestyles, the fast pace, the glamour if it all, to my humble little life in the suburbs may be why I am so fascinated with this show, they have everything I don't. The best stores, restaurants, night clubs, Broadway, time square, Gramercy park, central park, the Guggenheim, Donald Trump, Rockefeller plaza, stress, crime, traffic jams, the endless search for Mr. Right in the concrete jungle wondering if they will ever find their soul mates, or if their soul mates came and they blew it. Carrie had Aiden and Big. I have Larry. Compared to my ordinary extraordinary life with my husband and three kids, would a city gal ever want to trade all of their excitement for my humble suburban driving life in suburban bliss? Could they leave city dwelling behind? Compared to the rat race that is the reality of single life in New York maybe I am really the one who has it all. My life is the polar opposite of theirs and yet, I can't help but wonder too, would I ever really trade my life for one like theirs? Absofuckinglutely not.
But it is fun to escape into the fantasy lives portrayed in Sex And The City with the comfort of knowing that I can return to the reality of the life I created and love at any time.