Ephesians 1

I kneel before the Father... and pray to know the width, length, height and depth of the LOVE of Christ... Amen

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

the girls are back and ridiculous as ever... sista-friends unite

I came.
I saw.
I conquered.
Before the first movie, I had never seen an episode of SATC. I thought it was about silly superficial ladies with dirty minds, and I could never justify watching something with the word s-e-x in the title if my family walked in.
But sitting in the Union Station theater in DC where I was working with my best friends who came to visit me, K8ie Gurl and Camil, I found myself weirdly connected to these soul-mate gal pals in spite of myself. It's not about clothes or shoes or even dream jobs at Vogue. It's the best friend part that gets me.
My friends too found each other, and plan on staying sista-friends through whatever the future holds whether it's weddings, adventures in far away lands aka London, cull-de-sac shindigs with our fams, etc etc etc. We'll always be sista-friends.
I constantly tried to analyze myself to pick which character I am. I am a journalism and poli sci major, so naturally I leaned toward Carrie. She's terrified of commitment, another notch for me, and she's a hopeless romantic seemingly oxymoronic. In the second movie, I could actually see myself having that conversation between she and Mr. Preston about her fear of being an old married couple. We need sparkle... But then again, what's so horrible about a sofa and takeout if you're with the one guy you prayed would love you too?
But just when I wanted to write myself off as a Carrie... The aspiring law student in me feels oddly attached to Miranda, the work-aholic corporate lawyer with a quirky husband who adores her and a red-headed kid. We all know I'm having red-headed heathens... She says her type-A personality is in full swing on vaca and plans an interFUNtion for a much neeed interFRIENDtion. Bec jokes with me, but I plan on being the sista-friend who plans all our BFF adventures when we're old and livin the dream. No red-headed kids allowed. When any of the ladies need to vent, cry or laugh, she's the solid one they turn to for advice and a cocktail. Work hard. Play hard. Love hard.
Ahh... Then I can't help but dream I'm as bold as Samantha. Hate her or love her. She's so sincerely Sam and confident to a fault, but that's not it. She's loyal to her soul mates. She turns down a literally and figuratively hot date in the desert because it's GNO as Miley Cyrus would "sing." And I'll Diane-Summers diet til I drop to have a body as rockin as hers.
The pearls and love for cardigans unite mine and Charlotte's kindred spirits... She believes in love like she believes in life itself. I envy her for her selflessness, and I hope I'll someday be that joyfully submissive not to mention baking in a vintage cream skirt with a beautiful adopted daughter.
I hope my soul-mates are ready for their movie debut because if you thought SATC karaoke was something, wait til you hear us sing GLEE's "take your bow" in harmony, the Spice Girl's "if you want to be my SISTER" in rush, Momma Mia with karaoke subtitles and "Fancy" by Reba at the AL Slammer.

1 comment:

  1. Hey lady! I have been following you on twitter but hadn't stopped by your blog before, so here I am! I love it and am thrilled to be following! xo


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