letters to the immortal beloved

Although I frequently proclaim to the world that Sex and the City is my favouritest show of all time and a classic of our time, I have to say that, like barbie dolls, fairytales and perfect un-photoshopped bodies, SATC is not only fcking unrealistic, it gives girls false hopes, hopes of finding their very own Mr Big one day.

Girls, we have to understand that in the practical realities outside of reel life, it is unrealistic to expect to find, for ourselves, love akin to that between Carrie and Mr Big. The sort of love Carrie calls Real Love, ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other Love.

We can keep looking though, I guess. After all, we are young, and I guess, youth is meant to be wasted on such dreamy pursuits. Let me know if you manage to find your own tall, handsome, charming, dark-haired male who will dance with you to Moon River in his empty New York apartment. Hopefully there's more where he came from.