Sex and the – lack of a – City

Okay so I don’t own any Jimmy Choos or Manolo Blahniks, I haven’t been published in either newspaper or book and I don’t have a solid group of female friends.  All that said I do have a few similarities to a SATC heroine.

The first being my recent acquisition of a rampant rabbit vibrator, made famous by the series.  I didn’t buy it, I won it tonight at an Anne Summers party.  Good night, great laugh.  For some reason people think I’m shy, quiet, virginal and slightly prudish…um, no!  Believe I left some jaws hanging.  I won’t go into details but I may just retain the item for a rainy day.

The second similarity is between Carrie and Big and me and, well, my Big.  He occasionally reads this blog so I need to be a bit careful about what I say.  We first met (almost three years ago) he was my first real boyfriend and my first…well, you get the point, lot of firsts with that one.  Like a plot straight out of season one, I wanted something real and he was emotionally unavailable, moody, secretive, withholding and arrogant, exactly my type.  We split up for reasons I won’t get into after a few months, almost got back together two years ago but lost contact again until last year we started talking on Bebo, met up a few times as ‘friends’ which gradually slid into us officially going out again.  Do not ask me how it happened, think he Derren Brown’d me.  Anyway, we’re now doing well, convinced him to do Christmas, AND Valentine’s Day.

But, you can’t have Big without Aiden and I think that’s who Big’s turned into now, all lovey dovey and smooshy and minus the commitment phobia which is good.  All girls have their ‘Bigs’, the guys they always go back to despite how emotionally destructive the relationship is.  Once in a blue moon, however, a ‘Big’ can realise the error of their ways and become an Aiden, or, in my case, a Big-Aiden Hybrid. All the alluring traits of Big with none of the oh-so-fun withholding of affection.

 

~ by anhara on April 27, 2008.