Please can we get less serious and more ‘Sex and the City’

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Please can we get less serious and more ‘Sex and the City’

A reflection on the vagaries and charms of fashion

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It is precisely 20 years since Sex and the City was first beamed into our frontal lobes, living rooms and cupboards. The late 1990s seem like a universe far, far away but here are several sartorially minded things we still have the lasses and primarily Carrie Bradshaw to thank for.
It’s a party all day, every day.  Not only did they create the notion that even in hard times there was no excuse to not meet up with your girlfriends and shoot the breeze with sheer joy in your soul and preferably a cocktail in hand, but also that there is no possible reason why you would not choose to wear your party frock as day-wear.Sequins in the morning? Bring them on. Gold lame for breakfast? Yes please. Ball gowns and T-shirts? It certainly was a thing, a big thing, an oft repeated thing. The clothes represented a mindset.  Life should be fun! A kind of magical thinking that says if you wear your glad rags all day the gladness might rub off on you. Who can argue with that?Not since Madonna reprised her virginity in the 1980s had the tutu met with so much positive feedback. Carrie Bradshaw in a string vest and tutu was the a staple outfit of choice in the opening credits and throughout the series . The tutu represented perfectly legitimate day-to-party wear for grownup women harking back to their dress-up cupboards.This piece of froth gave everyone permission to take clothes a little less seriously. Suddenly you could legitimately dress up as a thrift store fairy princess and be the star of your own magical life. A natural transition from grunge and the black-suited corporate 1990s to a newfound whimsy and freedom.Manolos – need I say more? I could, but that single appellation contains a universe of shoe porn to last several more lifetimes – also frequent justification for penury by shoe. “I just had to have them” was explanation enough for bread and water rations for the rest of the month.Walk-in closet envy. Carrie’s cupboard was larger than her apartment – both obviously highly fictional renditions of reality for a freelance columnist in Manhattan, but we can all dream. The walk-in closet also sealed Big’s proposal if I recall correctly – it is the wardrobe that led to Narnia. A magic place full of wonder where clothes and shoes can make it all better, and if not they can certainly dress it better.

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