Carrie in Lanvin tipped with Christian Louboutins, Big in Valentino, Hugo Boss & Tom Ford
I have finished all 6 seasons + The Sex And The City Movie, your opportunity for spoilers has passed. An epic series of the oldest story in the world for a woman, the quest for and consumption of the Mrs. In the end Mr. Big, his name was John. A gasp of a coincidence readers, a gasp. I would bet you at least $100 had this been The Captain and I; I would have had a beat him with the bouquet moment, and it would have ended in a drag by the hair. Bet you. I'm serious the exact same way. He's a simple man, I'm extravagant, not to be confused with eccentric.
This not being a Mrs. troubled me much more around the cusp of 4-0. Spinsters, that's what Mamma said about the women over forty who were still single. Never married. Do you know that's what it would say on my death certificate if I died today? Never married. I know love in its rawest of forms, but Mrs., completely unchartered waters for The Bumpkin that fell in love with that guy. Horrible divorce, never again, not if my life depended on it, period end of discussion.
Carrie in Nina Ricci dress and shoes, Big in Ford and Valentino Again
Even though, we have been together 8 years, marriage just seems like the light at the end of the tunnel. Why? What will change? Why is the freaking Mrs. so important?
I feel, though he swears it's not the case, that I forced him into the ring, with my pre-40 tears of despair. The whole spinster attitude, he even had the ceremony semi-planned for the day of my 40th so that I wouldn't have to wear the label. No way, not enough time to even let it sink in, and my wedding is not being thrown together in 4 days. I want a dress and some shoes, but not much else will be required, a cake, some flowers, a great dinner with some friends, a night at a fancy schmancy hotel, and the rest I will leave to both yours and my own imagination.
Carrie in Violet Marchessa, and C Lou's again, smart girl.
I'm going to let it come in it's own time,Dakota (Cody), My John's son, will have his Marine Dress Blues (Like Father like Son) in a little over 2 years, and that uniform could be a nice accessory for the wedding pictures. I am certain that it will be a memorable affair, simply because of it's nature, but I also want it to be something he, My Mr. Big, will enjoy. I am certain that some big affair would end for me, as it did Carrie, in disaster, although I would consider the beating with the flowers as getting off a bit easy.
Carrie in the late Alexander McQueen peacock and tulle
My biggest disappointment, is that I need that Mrs. to make me feel complete. Yuck, not the type of woman I am at all. It's a name change that makes you someone else in the most literal way. Why is it that I need to change who I am so desperately? Why?
This my friends is going to be the focus for me, for a little while. Not needing it so badly. Then maybe, I will tighten the knot that is already there between us. We own a home together; five dogs, boats, vehicles, and we are very settled in our life as a couple. What else does a girl need?
Carrie in Dolce & Gabbana Chiffon
Carrie's Wedding Shoes were
Manolo Blahnik's Something Blue
The Spinster Bumpkin