As I ruffled through the tabloid headlines and picked at the cookie I probably shouldn’t have been eating, I couldn’t help but wonder: Is any relationship sacred? I have recently been devastated due to the plethora of separations in City of Angels. Unlike most of you, who have created a rich social life outside of E! News, I have been seriously affected by every split. I mean, how can I believe in love after Brangelina disbanded? And what about Chris Pratt and Anna Faris? The biggest heartbreak of them all, however, was finally realizing the truth about the friendships within the Sex and the City gang.
There’s this modern-day movement to hate Carrie for her frivolity and selfishness, and most are in favor of the stiff and strong-willed Miranda. However, Carrie will always be my idol, despite the fact that she relied on her friends a little too much. Yes, the show talks about sex, shoes, and cosmos, but the biggest takeaway from this rom-com series was the value of friendship. I learned to favor Manolo Blahniks, to never wear a scrunchie, and that your soulmate may actually be a group of four strong women- your friends.
It is because of these women that I have learned the importance of an emergency brunch, as well as a ridiculous conversation in the back of a cab, and I will always hold onto the ideals of companionship. The media has always told petty stories about catfights involving celebrities behind the scenes, which all of the stars have vehemently denied. The media likes to turn women against each other, which is why it was so disheartening to see Carrie and Samantha… oh, I mean Sarah and Kim… playing into the narrative of dispute recently.
Yes, I understand that not all co-workers have to be the best of friends, and that the societal stereotypes placed on women in the workforce are beyond wrong and entirely sexist. However, that’s a big topic for another article; right now, I have to mourn the loss of an illusion that had given me faith in a loyal girl troupe. Yes, Kim may have backed away from the franchise and turned on the three women that were her co-workers(even though I wish they were besties), but that is something she had every right to do. I’m just calling for a time of mourning, both for the friendship we lost and, of course, the loss of the third Sex and the City movie. I mean, how is a girl supposed to find a true friendship when the best of them turn out to be, shockingly, fictitious?
Keri Watters is a twenty-year-old junior at Concord University majoring in pre-professional Biology. Before medical school, she aspires to join the Peace Corps or further her education with a masters degree. Keri is a passionate volunteer worker and vegetarian who hopes to inspire change through a multitude of mediums. She hails from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and spends her free time shopping, drinking coffee, and watching old movies.