“Be The Star In Your Own Life” by Sandy Daley – RELATIONSHIPS
So the Golden Globes of 2013 has now come and gone, and what a night it was. From Amy Poehler and Tina Fey hosting the show, to Jodie Foster apparently “outing” herself on stage (and what a rambling speech that was), the night was filled with laughter and nothing but fun. The show re-instilled in me the belief that one must live your life to the fullest, as tomorrow is promised to no man.
Sex and the City 2, the romantic comedy movie which was released in 2010, had most of us flocking to the theaters in droves, as we were all desperate to have Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte fill our lives once again with sarcasm, humour, love, men and amazing outfits. From designer duds from the late Alexander McQueen, to Prada to Gucci, to vintage fashion, the clothes in my opinion, was the main character in this wonderful chick flick. “If only I could wrap myself in every outfit and ride a camel in Morocco as they all did,” I thought to myself back then. This of course then made me ask myself, “Which character would I be if I, Sandy Daley, was in this film?” Which character are you?
I see myself very similar to Carrie, not only because she was the writer in the bunch, but her zany, off the wall, fiercely inquisitive mind and her quirky but troublesome spirit with a sweet undertone, reminded me of myself. A muzzle on my mouth though would probably be helpful, and Carrie certainly needed one as well. Then again, Samantha, the sex pot of the bunch, who at a drop of a dime would discuss, detail, and happily enlighten you on the joys of sex and her sexual escapades, was also very similar to Sandy Daley. Although my sex life is certainly not as interesting as hers (unfortunately), her desire for complete honestly is also similar to mine.
“Sandy, some people might just be a little bit turned off by the things that you say in your articles,” my very close male friend Donovan said to me recently. “Many people would ask why you say the things that you say and why you put yourself out there like that,” he went on to say. “You must be joking?” I asked him. “Those are the same people who behind closed doors are the freakiest and the most dishonest,” I said to him.
Then there was Charlotte- sweet, vulnerable, and ever forgiving Charlotte with her perfect family, adopted children from some foreign land, and the loving Jewish lawyer husband who adored her. I was certainly not jealous, but I would be thankful for the ever doting lawyer husband, as the recession kicks in, and thoughts of me hawking my books on the highway from the back of a pickup truck- similar to Maya from “Girlfriends, flash across my mind. I long for the white picket fence, with a dog and 2.5 kids, as the stats suggest. The kids I already have, and I am now only in need of the dog, the doting husband and the picket fence! Her vulnerability at times is reminiscent of me on days when I believe in love again, and most importantly, in the good of mankind. Those days are few and far in between I must admit at times, but they do surface now and then.
And Miranda? This character that rarely believed in love but instead focused on work and herself before she finally met and married Steve-was the most like me on most days, I believe. Without a doubt Miranda was one of my favorite characters, as her traits and her steadfast attitude towards her work so mirrors my life in many ways.
With the ladies of Sex and the City now forever etched in stone in our minds, and the memories of days gone by when we would gather together in our little groups, intently watching each episode are only but a memory, we can now be the star of our own movie. We no longer have to wait with aided breath for our very own “Mr. Big”, but should feel confident to stand up and forge our own path in life. Be the star in our own life, as there will be no better movie ever made, and being controlled and rescued by any man, is certainly not in our cards or tea leaves.