But what attracts me to it still, after all these years, is how I can watch it during different times in my life and relate to the different women: Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte.
While my life has most recently resembled Miranda in the movie after discovering that Steve is a cheater (although he was sorry, something Mr. Little never seemed to be), I often relate to Charlotte's struggles and triumphs after her failed marriage with Trey.
There is a great scene in the episode entitled "Change of a Dress" where Charlotte is trying to get through those trials and tribulations of divorce by trying new things. She finds herself in the middle of a tap dance class having a meltdown during "Tea for Two"...it's funny, because it's realistic.
(I took African Dance post divorce: No joke...no judgment)
When Mr. Little first moved out I was on a mission to have a re-birth. A re-birth of my house, my body, my hair, my wardrobe, my career, my friends....a re-birth of the life I had come to know over the last decade that all of a sudden no longer existed. I painted furniture, smoked cigarettes, moved things around, went shopping, drank wine, made new friends, talked on the phone for hours, re-connected with people I had long forgotten about.
It was awesome and sad and a re-birth of me.
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