On one fateful day in Manhattan, four of the most fabulous women who have graced the small screen suggested something revolutionary. Gathered around their weekly brunch, Charlotte Goldenblatt of Sex in the City said something that the viewers had known all along; that the four of them, not Big or Aiden or Steve, were each others soulmates. We should acknowledge that, especially in college, no one can quite understand us like our best friends. There is something to say for the person who can see us at our worst but still give us Tiffs Treats during finals, the person who will see how long we haven’t shaved and not judge, and the person who will watch re-runs of America’s Next Top Model with us and always agree that Jade was just THE ABSOLUTE WORST.
The men of Sex in the City, much like in real life, had a terrible track record but Miranda, Samantha, Carrie and Charlotte always came out on top with the help of each other. Usually, you move in with your best friends before you move in with your boyfriend and typically you make a promise to stick together with your BFFs long before you make a similar promise to a guy. In elementary school, during one of my many games of house, my girlfriends and I often had to be each others’ husbands because none of the boys wanted to play. By filling in their high top shoes, we became life long friends and in a way, it foreshadowed the future. While we’re looking for someone to spend the rest of our lives with, the lives we are living now are ones dedicated to the girlfriends who fill in the gaps until soon they become a part of us permanently. Meanwhile, as charlotte predicted, guys become somebody looking in from the outside, wondering how many ropes they will have to jump or how many monkey bars they will have to climb before they can play with us.