I had first heard the song ‘Empire State of Mind’ in the opening scene of Sex and the City 2 on a slow day. There are songs about places but “… Concrete Jungle where dreams are made of…” was a tall claim. Now I’m a city bred girl. I love sedentary vacation as much as the next person but if you would ask me to live that life, you’d be barking up the wrong tree. So the lyrics fascinated me enough to source the channel that aired Sex and the City, The T.V Show.
Thing is, I don’t care much for Carrie and Mr. Big. What I do love is that the show is an ode to New York City. And whether NY is actually like they portray it or not is up for debate but the format does do a pretty neat job of putting an idea of New York in place.
There is this one episode in particular that stayed with me. It started, like all others, with a monologue by Carrie. She was talking about how New York is genuinely The City that never Sleeps because you can have anything from Chinese food to Condoms (Scene showed Samantha Jones at her Door) delivered to your door step at 3 AM.
Those words immortalised my fantasy.
In such a state of mind, how could I not watch New York, I Love You!? I mean, its a movie about people of all kinds, races, ages, aspirations, sizes and shapes who called New York their home and who fit in its harsh landscape like the pieces of a Jig-Saw, for heaven’s sake.
Needless to say it only ignited the fantasy into a working passion.
Maybe I’m wrong.
Maybe it’s not all it’s cut-up to be.
Maybe I only think I’ll like that life.
Whatever you say, I’m sure you’re right. But I just Have to Know! My life would genuinely be incomplete without my one New York Day where I do… whatever it is the New Yorkers do.
One day. It’s all I ask.
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