Sexist in the City

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Is Sex and the City just another stereotype of women loving handbags more than themselves?

Since 1998 our screens have been plagued by the likes of Carrie Bradshaw, a woman on a mission to find herself a man, and the perfect pair of Jimmy Choos to boot. But is this a dangerous ideal of the modern woman? In the very much real life of a student like myself, lipstick and pretty dresses often cross my mind, but they are certainly not top priority. Exams, deadlines and major career choices feature much more heavily on the bill than major wardrobe choices.

What is a stereotypical woman?

If you were to write down the traits of this stereotypical woman, your list might look like this –

  1. Will heartily invest in anything pink/fluffy
  2. Obsessed with the quest for the perfect man
  3. Would save her Chanel handbag from a burning building over her mother. 

Sound familiar? You have basically just described the personality of Sex and the City’s main characters.

Feminism takes a nose dive

I am a ‘Sex and the City’ fan, whiling away hours in front of Comedy Central, spilling my tea as I laugh along with the exploits of Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte. Although it’s brilliant TV to watch after a long day at lectures or if you’re simply hiding away from that dreaded essay, every now and then, it makes me feel uneasy.

When Miranda gets to the top of her career in a three piece suit or Samantha sasses a leery man with a quick witted quip, there are certainly glimmers of hope for feminism. But whenever Carrie has a whinge about how rubbish everything is without Mr Big in her life, I feel like reaching through the screen into that flimsy, cardboard cut-out of a New York coffee shop and shaking her, shouting:


Although ‘Sex and the City’ makes for entertaining and sometimes surprising viewing, its portrayal of the modern woman is undeniably worrying. Not all of us are obsessed with men, shopping and cocktails, despite what we’re being told on TV. Some of us do have other things on our minds, and can stand on our own two feet without a Mr Big keeping us smiling. 


Philippa Barnes

Aspiring journalist for BounceSin, currently stumbling through life in Leeds. Likes reading, dancing and sangria - but not the hangover.

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