Non-events

It is 1 am in London, and I have just finished watching Sex and the City (although to be strictly accurate, I've mooched around, did my prayers etc since watching the show). Carrie had just gotten shoe-shamed - a (Smug) Married [ref: Bridget Jones's Diary] made her take off her shoes for fear of contaminating her babies. Carrie's Manolos got stolen. Sigh. The woman offered to pay for the shoes (eventually) and was like, Are you joking, when Carrie mentioned the price. Kind of funny since the Married used to wear Manolos herself. Anyway, Ms. Married went into a spiel about how there are more important things in life than expensive shoes. (Hence, shoe-shamed.)

Carrie pointed out sth interesting- why is there no celebration of singlehood? It is a perfectly acceptable lifestyle choice.

Rather than being married to Mr. Wrong and then divorcing him. Or not divorcing him. I don't know which is worse. Still, how do you celebrate a non-event? Because, for most, singlehood is not a choice they made but something thrust upon them - an off-chance that they were the ones unlucky in love. It's quite a simple matter when it is a concious choice - one can pull a Carrie and marry oneself (which she did if just to register for the shoes. ;) Smart trick). But how can one celebrate what is in essence a non-event? Singlehood as the absence of being married, as opposed to being single. It would be nice if I had one of those when I was single. Maybe we should declare a Singles Day. And wear rings on our right, or was it left, hands. Ha ha. That's just too corny.

Nice quote: She'd gotten three Caesareans and a lobotomy.

On a more personal note, I hate Smug Marrieds, and even more so, Smug Parents. If I ever become one, someone smack me. Really. Hard.

It's not an achievement to get married (staying married, hmmm, that might be). Neither is it a great achievement to have babies (rearing them to be good humans, that it is!). I don't see what there is to be smug about.