Someone last week told me I reminded them of Carrie Bradshaw. Apparently my blog has a certain something laid on the table.
Since I'm, well, me, I decided I should disect the situation until I came to the truth.
For the record: I adore Carrie and the Sex and The City gang. It seems when writing this post I was in a snarkier mood therefore it may come off as.... snappish (yes I'm using Hannah's phrase from the comments). LONG LIVE THE COCKTAIL QUEENS!
In ways I'm like Carrie...
I can make bad decisions when picking out clothing.
Shoe hoarding would be possible if I was a fictional character with lots of money.
In ways I'm not like Carrie...
I don't sleep with every available guy (even if she claims it's 'research').
I don't get paid for my awesome posts.
I never cheated on Aidan.
I don't have uptight, overworked, sex addict friends.
Wow. This blogger is right. I am Carrie Bradshaw, minus the sex, the emotional instability, and the over the top friends.
Thank you avid follower for bringing this to my attention. Your flattery has gotten you everywhere. Keep on keepin' on.
Who do you remind people of? Dare I ask who you think I remind you of?