That Sex in the City Lie

So here's a bluff - Sex in the City!


If you are one of those with the shoe box set, hold your tongue, Please.



Don't get me wrong, but I am a fan, I love the shoes, the dinners, the girls nite out, coffee conversations...sex talks - you get the idea. And how many of us have dreamt of having that life.... that freedom, joy and gal power.



But see, when I left home to be in a country where I am blessed with 4 seasons, in a state of being 'imaginatively' single and temporarily unemployed - the dream of having my own Sex In The City story seemed a possible reach. Well guess what happened....



Well for starters, this is Glasgow, so its wet and windy - ALL THE TIME.

The truth about being temporarily unemployed - it's a not only a pain but also means you can't be hanging out with your friends too often cause it all costs money.

Not mention the truth about abstaining from shoe shopping!!!!



So now that my dream's been busted - I guess it's time to look for another one?



By the way - the only part of the dream that has come through..... I have been told recently that I am too old to flat share with 20-ish people, but am not actually close enough to the 30-benchmark just yet. So what's a gal to do?