I liked to write. My inner monologue was sprinkled with questionable puns. And she was the heroine. If only they still made that merch. Each of the girls has been maligned by a portion of the TV-watching population that has conveniently forgotten how groundbreaking this series was. But Miranda and Carrie, to be sure bears the full brunt of it. And unless she had a hefty trust fund, every single girl who moved to the city looking for that Carrie Bradshaw lifestyle got smacked in the face with a heavy dose of reality right around the first time she watched a drunk piss himself on a crowded subway car.
She just speaks to me, guys. Just talk to me, like a person. But as far we Mirandas are concerned, there is no life more difficult than one wherein we have to keep our mouths shut.
How else are things going to get better? Here are 10 reasons why Miranda Hobbes should be your guiding light. And then Queen Miranda has to deal with the insecurities that her ass-kicking professional achievements inspire in people around her. A power struggle over a nice suit almost ends them for good, and would have, if Steve were less of a man. The realtor wants to know why a single woman would need all that space. Character assassination in the first movie aside, Steve Brady is a pint-pulling prince.
He loves his dog and his drunk mother. That her rigidity, her aversion to compromise, and her high standards will be her only company. And Miranda knew that, as unbelievably perfect as he was, Robert was reaping the benefits of the absence of the walls that Steve helped break down.
But bless her heart, I think she held out for a while after that to prove that their non-traditional little family could work. Like, just the worst. She lets herself because she knows, with Steve, her emotions are never going to be exploited or thrown back in her face. And, contrary to popular belief, no one can single-handedly instill it in you.
Most of us knock around life in a perpetual state of insecurity. Everyone else here is cuter than we are. Miranda was dragged out of Manhattan and into Brooklyn, kicking and screaming. Not mistakes in general — but mistakes that, to her mind, lead Carrie to be devalued. So she takes it personally. The blame may lie on her, but nothing about that part of her life was easy for Carrie.
Especially not telling Miranda. Nothing like an affair with a married man, so get that out of your heads. And while it was something that did upset me like she knew it would, I felt a little ashamed. I want to be the support system, not the judge. Friendships can be forged any old place. In the un-fun stuff. Carrie and Miranda and any friendship worth its salt should be able to survive honesty.
Especially when it only comes from a place of wanting the very best this life has to offer for your person. So, even though Charlotte tried to avoid her on the street and refuses her offer to talk, Miranda walks behind her all the way back to Park Avenue. I mean, the woman builds her dream house, and these brats come along, and start eating it.
The ones who stuff down any remaining hints of their own personalities and live only for their children. There would be no monthly Brady photoshoots on Facebook. In fact, she has a bit of an inner crisis when she accidentally drifts off while Carrie talks to her — Miranda has no interest in ranking the important people in her life, Brady included. Anyway, instead of overloading her Facebook friends with baby news, Miranda would leave them wondering if Brady were even still around. She wants to integrate her family into her life — not let her motherhood eclipse everything else that makes her unique.
Steve took him two hours ago. She never did make it to the Betty Crocker Clinic, but I appreciate that, among the good parties and the great sex and the even better shoes, there is a woman on this show who represents all of us who have at least a working knowledge of the Points System.
How does it happen that four smart women have nothing to talk about but boyfriends? What we think, we feel, we know, Christ! Does it always have to be about them? And, more times than not, it was Miranda starting them. Carrie struggles with it, but still puts a premium on maintaining her identity in the face of men who want to change her.
But she is the truth-teller in a lot of ways. Leave the dreamy monologues to Carrie. Miranda will be over here, speaking directly to us pragmatists.
Miranda Hobbes draws a strong line between hope and delusion. Was that those two bitches who ruined our lives? But she can also take it. The best example there is: Miranda runs through the standard review of her last date with Carrie and Berger and then lists all the perfectly reasonable excuses the guy could have for not calling her yet.
With six little words, Berger sets her free. But the guts of it are still totally worthwhile and completely liberating. No more reviewing game tapes. No more dissecting behavior. What a fantastic thing. On to the next one. Thanks for sticking with me and my girl, you guys. For now, leave your Miranda Hobbes adoration in the comments!