I would like to be fabulous

From the time I emerged on this earth it was clear, I was nothing short of wonderful or so my mother says. I do however, remember thinking to myself at the tender age of 6, "You are different." At the time I was thinking it in a negative way, but almost 20 years have past since that thought occurred, and I now know that it may have been a positive thought. I am different, but not in the obnoxious, "I can't get along with anyone" way, rather in that, "I look at the world through rose colored glasses, and take time to try and understand the true essence of those that I meet" type of way. And yes I am FABULOUS! I think.

Well, I know I would like to be kinda like the women you see walking down the street. You know the ones that seem to have everything together; clothes laying just right, jewelry in season, shoes fantastic, and not a stran of hair out of place. Yes, that is the women I would like to be. But it is more than that. I want to be that women with out the chaos that probably controls her life. It is a dream of mine to be the one that has it all together, and is comfortable with the fact that she doesn't have it all figured out. The women that is comfortable in her skin because she knows that she is on her way to self discovery.

Which brings me to Carrie Bradshaw, the fictional lead of Sex in the City. We all know and love her, and may even think Sara Jessica Parker really is her. She is all the fabulousness that I want to become rolled up into one perfectly scripted episode of brilliance. Her clothes, hair, even the way she laughs (can you say obsessed). No I don't want to become her, rather a variation of her. The real women, real life, the "no I can't afford a pair of $500 Jimmy Choo pumps", version of the character. This is why this blog is titled, "What Would Carrie Do?" It will chronicle my life this summer. The journey I will take as a stranger in New York City.