“Carrie is not endearingly flawed the way that all great characters must be. She’s a full on pain in the ass, easily the least likeable member of her famed quartet. She’s fiscally irresponsible; she’s whiny; for a sex columnist, she is way too prissy about anything not vanilla enough for her tastes. And frankly, aside from the shoes, her wardrobe is
tragic. How has this self-obsessed suckhole of need who bullied Big about commitment all those years managed to endure as an icon, the female any other woman with strappy heels, a laptop, and a diaphragm must inevitably find herself compared to?”
