Wednesday, August 20, 2025

Thursday Thirteen #425

Farewell to a friend. With the last episode of And Just Like That, Sarah Jessica Parker is hanging up her stilettos and saying farewell to her famous alter ego, Carrie Bradshaw. I've seen every SJP iteration of Carrie,* which includes six seasons of Sex and the City, two movies, and now three seasons of And Just Like That. While I really couldn't stand AJLT, I stuck with it because I'm so fond of Carrie. And so, I devote this TT to my imaginary friend.

1. She was born Caroline Marie Bradshaw. My guess for her year of birth is 1965, same as SJP. 

2. We never learn where Carrie was from,* we just know it was a small town. Only a small town girl could fall in love with the city like Carrie did. (I know. I love Chicago like she loves NYC.)  

3. New York is so central to Carrie that two different companies offer Sex and City site tours. 

4. When we first meet Carrie, she writes a weekly column for a New York paper called "Sex and the City." It becomes so popular that her column is advertised on the side of a bus. She parlays her following and augments her salary by occasionally writing for Vogue.

5. When, at Vogue, she is asked by a colleague about her childhood, she confesses her father abandoned her and her mom when she was 5 years old. I think that explains so much about her relationships with men.

6. Collections of her columns were published in book form. The first one was optioned for a movie to star Matthew McConaughey (who played himself in the Hollywood episode), yet no film was ever made. I liked that, because it happens all the time.

7. When she smokes, she smokes Marlboro Lights. She has quit smoking several times throughout the series.

8. At the beginning of the show, she often ordered cosmopolitans – and for that I will forever be grateful because they are delicious. She drank less and less as the seasons wore on, as we tend to when we move from our 30s to our 40s and beyond. 

9. Her passion has always been fashion. While she is drawn to designers (the show made Manolo Blahnik a household name), she is proud of her thrift finds. 

10. She does not wear scrunchies. (IYKYK.)

11. Her best friends were Charlotte, Miranda and Samantha. I loved how involved they were in one another's lives. As her lover-then-husband said, "You girls are the loves of her life. Any guy would be lucky to come in fourth." 

12. Which doesn't mean she couldn't be self centered. One of the things I loved about the (original) series is that Carrie could be very human in her failings. (Like when she seemed to expect Charlotte to loan her money, or when she sent her boyfriend to Miranda's apartment in response to Miranda call for help.) 

13. In season 4, she put a name to my evenings: SSB (Secret Single Behavior). SSB is what we enjoy doing when we're home alone and confident no one is watching. Carrie liked to take sleeve after sleeve of saltines, spread jelly on each cracker, and eat them while standing in her kitchen, reading Vogue. Charlotte confessed to examining her pores in a magnifying mirror, Miranda slathered lotion on her hands, put gloves on, and watched The Home Shopping Network. I will not tell you mine. 

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 *There was a prequel called The Carrie Diaries, but I haven't seen it.

4 comments:

  1. I felt similar about And Just Like That. It was one of those shows that if it was on in a busier (TV-wise) time of year, I'd probably have missed it altogether.

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  2. I actually liked And Just Like That. I think 1965 is a good guess on Carrie's birth year.

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  3. Somehow, SitC and all of it just passed me by. I've never watched any of it. That's sort of my pattern, coming into shows late!

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  4. SSB, there's a name for it! I won't mention mine. I have quite a few.

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