Is This a Carrie Bradshaw World, and Are We All Just Living in It?
If you were born in the early 90s,
like me (1992 baby, hi there!),
chances are Sex and the City wasn’t
just a TV show — it was a revelation.
Watching Carrie strut down Manhattan’s streets in Dior,
Galliano, and Manolo, typing furiously about love, life,
and the occasional shoe obsession, we all thought:
This is it. This is the life.
Imagine the fantasy: lounging in a silk slip, ballet flats on your feet,
in a loft in Montmartre, or a stylish Manhattan apartment. Effortlessly
living off your musings about fashion, love, and everything in between.
The dream, right?
But here’s the thing — Carrie wasn’t just a character;
she became a blueprint, a model of how life could look.
Fast-forward to 2024, and Carrie Bradshaw 2.0 has taken over.
Influencers flood Instagram with curated versions of her life:
perfectly posed outfits, charming city backdrops, and captions filled
with equal parts witty quips and introspective musings.
But, let’s pause.
Where are we, the so-called “fashion girls” of 2024, if all we’re doing is… well, imitating Carrie Bradshaw?
It feels to me a bit like Camus’ Myth of Sisyphus, doesn’t it?
We’re pushing this stylish boulder
— these iconic Carries’ looks, poses, and lifestyle choices
— up a hill, only to watch it roll back down as soon as we’ve hit ‘post.’
We’re endlessly replicating Carrie’s fantasy life
in an attempt to find meaning in our own.
Is our obsession with Carrie’s wardrobe just another way
of distracting ourselves from the uncertainty of who we are and where we’re going?
Fashion is evolving, and we’re evolving too.
Yet there’s this lingering “Carrie standard” that haunts us.
But let’s be real…
How much space is left for our originality if we’re stuck playing dress-up as Carrie?
What happens to our own identity when it’s constantly
eclipsed by this larger-than-life character we’ve idolized for so long?
Sure, Carrie was revolutionary in her time.
She showed us we could be independent,
fabulous, and unapologetically ourselves.
Yet, if we’re too busy pushing Carrie’s designer-clad
boulder up the hill, maybe we should ask ourselves:
Who picked these shoes,
and why are they pinching so much?
