I am Carrie Bradshaw -”at least that’s what my friends say, despite me being a boy. They arrived at this conclusion because, a) I’m a writer, and often use my laptop while sitting on my bed; b) I have a colourful and fairly disastrous love life; and c) I have a penchant for wearing short skirts and Jimmy Choo shoes. All of these comparisons are spot-on except for the last one, which is a blatant jibe at my masculinity.
Every gay man I know compares themselves to one of the characters from Sex And The City. The slutty outrageous friends are, of course, Samantha. The serious, often grumpy and professionally driven ones are Miranda. And the naive sweet ones who always need a man in their lives are Charlotte.
It’s easy to see why gay guys relate to these four fictional women. The girls obsess about men and fashion, they have meaningless sex, they’re confident and sassy, and they’d do just about anything for their tight circle of friends, who they consider their true family.
Interestingly, no one ever compares themselves to the two regular gay characters in the show, Carrie’s friend Stanford and Charlotte’s friend Anthony. And no wonder -“ both are unattractive, simpering, camp, bitchy and usually desperate. While we’ve probably all felt a little like this at some stage in our lives, hell, no one’s ever going to admit it. I’d rather be like Carrie any day.
There has been a touch of lesbian content in SATC too. Samantha had a lesbian lover for a few episodes, and Carrie nearly kissed Alanis Morrissette but chickened out. One lesbian friend of mine thought this was a serious cop-out. As a sex columnist, surely Carrie would be willing to at least experiment with kissing another girl?
As the final series of the show screens in Australia, we’re all waiting to see if the four girls end up finding love. Some would prefer it they remained happily single and independent, as they all were when SATC began back in 1998. As Carrie’s doppelganger, I’m torn on the subject. On the one hand I’d like her to remain single to continue showing the world you don’t need a man to truly be happy. But part of me wants her to end up in a relationship, to give us single gals and guys hope of finding that special someone too.
We don’t have long to find out.
Sex And The City screens 9.30pm Mondays on Channel 10.