Sunday, September 9, 2012

What They Wore

I have fond memories of watching Sex and the City with my college roommates on Sunday afternoons. I think we probably watched the entire series a few times, and as a result two things happened:

1. The show created an image in my mind of exactly what New York was like. Before moving here last year, I imagined that every woman was like Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte or Miranda, everybody dressed well all the time, and there were always fabulous things to do like go to gallery openings and fashion shows. And you know what, that is actually pretty close to the experience that I have had since moving here (or at least the weekend experience living here - I am not including the 60 hour works of the corporate world). New Yorkers dress impeccably almost all of the time. It's quite inspiring and amusing, but mostly it has meant that things like sweatpants and t-shirts are really only acceptable attire for working out and not anywhere else, and as such have been relegated to the back of my closet. But I digress...in addition to being fashionably inspirational, New York is as depicted in the series, with endless music events, shows, festivals, cocktails, fabulous food, galleries, etc.

2. I can now quote most of the memorable scenes from the series, including when Carrie is asked to be in a fashion show, and she is so excited because she thinks that they have asked her to be in the show because she is beautiful and stylish, only to find out that the have a "real person" show in addition to the ones the models will be in, and that is the one in which Carrie will be walking. Anyway, long story short, in order to make her feel better upon finding out that she has been categorized as a "real person" not a model, Carrie's friend tells her that she is the most model-y of the real people. And that line has stuck out in my head, and quite frequently plays when I see someone dressed to the nines walking down the street, and it played repeatedly in my head last night, with all of the crazy outfits worn by the fashion show attendees. It seemed like one big contest to be crowned the most model-y of all the real people.

Below are a few photos that I snapped of the people attending the show. I did not get too many because we were rushing in to find seats before the show started, but you get the idea.

Also, to follow shortly: a post on what I wore to the fashion show, as well as what I wore to the US Open last week!