Though it may seem cliche to my New York readers, I haven’t been able to shake the Carrie Bradshaw style mystique since moving here. Aside from my own fascination with SJP’s character, I love the no-holds-bar kind of attitude she brings to her idea of style. She takes bold risks, she experiments with color and pattern, and she wears things that only could look good because Patricia Fields makes them look good.
I wore this outfit to a ladies’ lunch date this past week and I couldn’t help but notice how great it felt to rock something a tad out of my element, i.e. ladylike. I’m typically very comfortable in my standard “uniform” of black, white, leather, rock-star-dom, but since I was meeting a girlfriend at her office and then heading to lunch I thought I’d tone it down and make myself a bit more demure.
I would like to point out: Inspiring style aside, SATC as a whole presented awful messaging to women. Fashion publicist Kelly Cutrone has said, “destructive messaging for chicks is everywhere. it starts with Disney and continues right on up to Sex and the City, which, in my opinion, ruined New York women; there is nothing more depressing than seeing four supposedly liberated girlfriends tromping down the street in thousands of dollars’ worth of clothes looking like they just spent three hours getting ready to go out and meet men.” Stylistically speaking, the show did offer insight on how to embrace your personal look and let you be you, regardless of nauseating luxury price tags.
