Sex and The City Pt. 1

Gold class cinemas around the world is fully booked weeks in advance; every girl in town is having a "Sex and The City" girls-night-out where gorgeous dresses and fancy shoes make way for the clinking of cocktail glasses. All in the name of the return of Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte. These 4 girls captured our hearts and minds through their trials and tribulations of single girls in NY. All girls living in a big city can relate to them, and that was how they lasted seasons over seasons.
The single girls of SATC are 10 years older, and not single anymore. But when it comes to love, being older never means that you are wiser. You simply have traveled more miles in the quest of finding love, perfecting love and discovering love. Breaking up when you're 40 still feels as crap as it was 20 years ago. Leaving someone at 50 is as hard as it was when you're 23. Nothing much had changed.

What makes it different is that Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte are as relentless in their pursuit of love as they grow older as when they were younger. Most of us are jaded and disillusioned with love as we get older. When we walked out of the cinema, the movie affected my friends so much -- they were dissapointed because the 4 girls' NY no longer echoes theirs. Carrie kept a "love" key chain as her good luck charm!! What's up with that?? These girls should wisened up and be more like Miranda. Realistic and tough.

I wonder why my friends take the pink-coloured-SATC movie so personally? It is after all, just a movie, and not only that... one that is sponsored by Manolo Blahnik as the star diamond engagement ring.

For the longest time, we believe that the NY lived by Carrie is a representation of our own world; the same horrible yet exciting, excruciating dating scene, the struggle of gender and career, the constant battle with wanting everything,... that when all of these are reduced to the simple quest for love we get angry. We are disappointed that our lovely characters are losing sight of the important things in life. Not to say that love is not important, but really... it can't be all?!

Is it? Or is it not?

IN - eating, living

It's hard to go the extra mile to cook something at home, especially if you are on your own. I love grocery shopping and I always end up buying things and keeping them in the fridge forever and ever because my social schedule is never fixed, and I do things on the fly. Last weekend, I planned to be home; to not go out. Yes, call me weird... but I need to plan these things; psyche myself into domesticity and not to succumb to the evil temptations of being 'out'. I made sure I had enough food for breakfast, lunch and dinner to sustain my abstinence from the world that weekend.

Domesticity is a bliss.

Ha! For several days, I spent quality time with myself. I read, did laundry, hung out by the pool, did a bit of writing, and most importantly, ate well. I am not claiming to be a fantastic cook. Most of the time, I imagined what certain things would taste like, see the ingredients sitting in the fridge and come up with something. Cooking is always an experiment, but for the whole of last weekend, it was an experiment gone well.

I will attempt more of these domestic moments. Recently I've just been busy trying to 'have a life' and that's almost always means being out and about, doing stuff. Life gets hectic and it becomes impossible to listen; to the little birds in the morning, to the voices in your head. Last weekend was a good reminder how eating well (IN) can make a lot of difference.