Carrie, with her closet full of Manolo Blahnik shoes, got to me. I used to work in a shoe store. The average price she paid for a pair of Manolo Blahniks, or Jimmy Choos, was equivalent to a month's worth of paychecks to me. But whatthehell, I loved that show when it first aired. My husband did not. I wrote a story once in which the women of a tiny podunk town in the west watched S&TC, and the editor refused to believe it could happen.
Yes, her lifestyle made no sense. If they showed her living in an SRO on 23rd and getting up in the middle of the night to dumpster dive at a diner, maybe.
Yes, the original was more of an "introduction" to this WOL, and thus didn't need to explain. NOw that we all know what Jimmy Choos are, and the striver mentality is getting a second look (complete with eyebrow raise), it comes across as clueless and dated.
Quite frankly, this has always been my peeve with movies and television. One time I watched a movie of a woman who had five children and drug addicted. The character played by Sally Struthers rescued the children. What I could not get out of my mind was how a woman of exceptional good looks and lovely body could be drug addicted and given birth to five children in rapid succession. And don't get me started on people who live in lovely homes, apartments but are barely scraping by financially.
I have been thinking about this all day (damn you, Somers) and I just can’t get over how casually you suggest these people “deserve what they have” as if anyone in human history deserves that degree of wealth. The inside of my plague mask is flecked with rage spittle contemplating it.
In fact … *four hours later, long past the time when even my loved ones would push me into traffic* …and that’s how I would solve the world’s economic woes.
My point was intended to be more along the lines of having a broader economic context might go towards justifying these characters' situations. Me write good.
I love the bit about the sausage smell and the long pause before denying it. My apartment shares some of the same strange qualities. Seriously however, thank you Jeff for addressing some of these issues especially about the financial hardships related to divorce and healthcare costs.
Carrie, with her closet full of Manolo Blahnik shoes, got to me. I used to work in a shoe store. The average price she paid for a pair of Manolo Blahniks, or Jimmy Choos, was equivalent to a month's worth of paychecks to me. But whatthehell, I loved that show when it first aired. My husband did not. I wrote a story once in which the women of a tiny podunk town in the west watched S&TC, and the editor refused to believe it could happen.
Yes, her lifestyle made no sense. If they showed her living in an SRO on 23rd and getting up in the middle of the night to dumpster dive at a diner, maybe.
But I doubt anybody would watch.
"7 She apparently got paid by the letter." Make that syllable.
Yes, the original was more of an "introduction" to this WOL, and thus didn't need to explain. NOw that we all know what Jimmy Choos are, and the striver mentality is getting a second look (complete with eyebrow raise), it comes across as clueless and dated.
Quite frankly, this has always been my peeve with movies and television. One time I watched a movie of a woman who had five children and drug addicted. The character played by Sally Struthers rescued the children. What I could not get out of my mind was how a woman of exceptional good looks and lovely body could be drug addicted and given birth to five children in rapid succession. And don't get me started on people who live in lovely homes, apartments but are barely scraping by financially.
I have been thinking about this all day (damn you, Somers) and I just can’t get over how casually you suggest these people “deserve what they have” as if anyone in human history deserves that degree of wealth. The inside of my plague mask is flecked with rage spittle contemplating it.
Also, what are you, a commie?
In fact … *four hours later, long past the time when even my loved ones would push me into traffic* …and that’s how I would solve the world’s economic woes.
My point was intended to be more along the lines of having a broader economic context might go towards justifying these characters' situations. Me write good.
I love the bit about the sausage smell and the long pause before denying it. My apartment shares some of the same strange qualities. Seriously however, thank you Jeff for addressing some of these issues especially about the financial hardships related to divorce and healthcare costs.
Don’t forget: you may not present the IOUs from me for collection before November 19, 2063.
I've bundled them into a financial debt product and sold them for billions in a crypto coin called BuntCoin.