Monday, 26 June 2023

When Does a Guilty Pleasure Become a Fixation

I have Asperger’s and I’m constantly hyper focused on certain things. Whether it be a TV show or a person, a make up brand or a style of trainers. I can’t just buy one t shirt. I have to have four the same. I have three pairs of Stan Smiths “just in case”. I have a habit of buying clothes online from Boohoo or PLT, Shein or Miss Pap then sending them back. Is it the adverts that are so appealing? I know they’re gonna look like shit on me because I’m not the size I was. I’m not a bronzed, tall blonde goddess. I’m a short ginger pale freak. I look more like Karen Matthews than I do Nicola Roberts. I have 5 parcels here that I need to take back to Evri and Royal Mail. So why do I buy so much? Hoard so much? 

Apparently it’s because I’m single and don’t have kids. I’m “filling a void”. I’m empty and the only thing that can nourish me is Boohoo. Wow. 38 and constantly ordering shit online, only to send it back. But do I want kids? Nah. I don’t want anything apparently unless it’s made from 100% polyester. And returnable. 

So what do I do instead? I work, I go to the gym. I drink too much gin. 


Maybe I need a boyfriend. I’ll let you know how THAT goes.



Sunday, 25 June 2023

AJLT & Glamorous

 Anticipation 

And Just Like That









We’ve all been waiting for the second series of ‘AJLT’ with the knowing of Aidan making an appearance and the eagerly awaited return of Samantha. We knew Miranda wouldn’t last 5 minutes on the West Coast, and that this relationship she has with Che could all be a predictable flash in the pan. Bear in mind that she gave up her life with Steve and Brady for this relationship. She stands in Che’s bedroom with a complicated strap on which to me, a naïve pans woman as a bit forced. Do all lesbians wear these things? Or is it a Hollywood stereotype which needs leaving in the past? Carrie is aging, and her podcast is ended because she refuses to use the word “Vag” so nonchalantly. The studios close and her relationship with the good looking Franklyn ends because she can’t commit to anything other than a Thursday fling. Let’s be honest, the other characters are forced into the show because originally the series SATC was primarily for white women. Any other women who were of colour, were portrayed as either poor, aggressive or both. The need for BAME characters seems like the producers have flung the most stereotypical storylines they could think of just to fill some sort of quota.


The show looks Fabulous. The mise en scene is stunning. These wealthy women with enviable lives, makes me pine for East London where I felt more cosmopolitan. I myself have been influenced by the ideas the show gives off. So much so I wrote an article for my interview process with a new job I’ve just been offered in the style of Carrie Bradshaw. My new workplace is stunning. Surrounded by some of Liverpool’s beautiful architecture and port buildings. I forget how living in a major port can be so humbling in contrast to the dirty, busy Capital of England. I’m not saying that working for a Legal Firm in Liverpool is comparable to the ladies in SATC, but I do feel more zen and relaxed. Dare I say it a bit more grown up. 

I’m looking forward to seeing what else AJLT has in store for the viewer. However watching it is making me feel my age. There’s something missing. Not just Big. Us hardcore fans of the whole SATC franchise NEED Samantha Jones. However is her character now too old for such a woke new audience?

Glamorous 



Kim Cattrall's new Netflix show which premiered on the same day as AJLT, which I’m guessing was not a coincidence. The show opens with Marco, the show’s protagonist telling us how he’s an “influencer” and make up obsessed. The show is filled with cliches, gen z mania and storylines that echo The Devil Wears Prada and Coyote Ugly. We know exactly what to expect and to be quite honest, after the first episode, the predictable plots are becoming tiring. It’s good to see Queen Kim back on our screens though.

Still.

I am happy. Things could be better, but they could be worse. I am 38, single and childless. The less I compare myself to other women my age,...