If I Were A Boy
Sex and the City, and Me.
"If I were a Boy"¦" is the story of a young woman dealing with what it means to be a girl today. The world is different for the young 20 something generation, largely because most women of that age now work, often waiting to get married and have babies, if they decide to have them at all. The very definition of what it means to be a woman is changing. Pop culture presents an interesting place to look at what it now means to be a woman, what it means to be feminine, and consequentially what that all means for everyone else. The story will range from sci-fi, to fashion, to music and even politics, but mostly its going to be about how all of that affects me, and my life as a girl.

My name is Becky, and I am very excited to begin writing for Review to Be Named . I guess you want to know a little bit about me. I'm 22, a recent graduate of GWU, and still living in DC and loving the city. I grew up in Salt Lake City (no I'm not Mormon). I'm blonde, short and a huge sci-fi fan. I'm currently working in journalism and nonprofits. But it's my first job out of college, so we'll see where I end up.

My real love is American Studies, which basically is just the study of pop culture. Many people don't get it, and my parents doubt I'll ever get a job talking about TV, movies music, fashion and books all day, but I figure I'll give it a shot and see where this blog goes.

I came to college around the same time I decided to watch the entire series of Sex and the City . I immediately found a group of friends, and oddly all of us clearly identified with a different character from the show.

One of the first friends I made identified with Carrie. She wants to be a writer and is always good at asking the right questions. She is a chameleon, who can make friends with anyone. And she has the kind of personality that makes anyone want to confide in her.

One friend was obviously Miranda. She's the friend who never compromises for a man. She got amazing grades in school, and already is doing amazing things in her career. In fact she's the one of us who is on a real career path. She's the friend who always encourages me to be myself, even while I was figuring out who that was.

Another friend was proud to identify with Samantha. She loved sex, and always entertained us with crazy stories. She was always true to herself, no matter what it costs. And she is the friend that you admired, because somehow she always seemed to not care what the rest of the world thinks.

And, at that time, I was Charlotte. I was the sweet one. I went to a small high school in a small city in a small state. I was sheltered. I hadn't been drunk, I hadn't smoked. I had the steady boyfriend and planned on marriage, the all-American good girl.

I never liked that this was the character I had the most in common with. I felt like Charlotte was the worst of the girls, the throw away. I didn't want to be a good girl, although I was one. And I never saw myself as a future Stepford wife.

But as I grew up and changed, and let go of my Salt Lake City habits and perspectives, I learned to appreciate Charlotte. I learned to admire Charlotte.

She doesn't apologize for her beliefs. She doesn't get sidetracked from her dreams. She is an optimist, and always sees the best in everyone. She forgives her friends, and accepts them as they are and not how they "should be". And she protects her friends. The most striking Charlotte moment to me is in the movie (comments on then the validity of this Charlotte moment since its not in the original series can go below). When Carrie is left at the alter and sees her reluctant groom on the street. She is getting back in the car and Big comes after her, but Charlotte stops him with an expression that makes it clear she will do anything to protect Carrie. But she never swears or loses her poise as she wears that beautiful Zac Posen black dress. That is the Charlotte I wish I were.

And this is why I love the Sex and the City girls. They show a complex woman that fans can relate to and see many sides of. Yes, they are stereotypes and caricatures, but they are mixes and they are consistent in their worldviews.

And for those who say that in real life those girls couldn't be friends, my friends and I are a testament to how good of friends they can be.

Today, I am probably not the Charlotte of my friends. I entertain some with stories of dating rock stars and film producers. I work hard in my job and never plan to stop. I haven't had more than one boyfriend since the one I planned to marry. And I question whether I'll have children, or get married at all. But I will never lose little bits of the prim and proper Charlotte. As much as I hate my inability to eat before everyone has been served, it is a part of me.

And that's why I am contributing to this blog. It's hard to be a girl in the city. It's hard to be any sex in this city. I struggle some days to even be me. Pop culture is how I deal with those struggles. It's my release. And I hope whoever reads this is enjoys the ride.

A note to my friends, I love you all and you know I see you as more than your Sex and the City traits.

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