Okay, let's talk Sex and the City. A show that's basically a lifestyle, right? Everyone's got an opinion.
But I have a *very* strong one about when it *should* air. Prepare yourselves. It might be controversial.
Forget Sunday Nights. Seriously.
People always associate iconic shows with Sunday evenings. Think HBO. Think prestige. The Sopranos, Game of Thrones…you get the picture.
But Sex and the City isn't that. It's not about dragons or mob bosses. It’s about cosmopolitans and dating disasters!
And that calls for a different vibe, don't you think?
My Unpopular Opinion: Saturdays Are the *Real* Carrie Bradshaw Day
Hear me out! Saturday is the perfect day for Sex and the City. Why? Because it mirrors the show's spirit.
Saturday is for brunch with your besties. Saturday is for getting dressed up and feeling fabulous. It’s about the *possibility* of a great night.
Just like Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte. They are always living in the *possibility* of something more! Isn't that what we're doing every Saturday night?
Instead of winding down on a Sunday dreading Monday, we should be getting *inspired* on a Saturday. Inspired to take chances.
Inspired to wear that outrageous outfit. Inspired to order that ridiculously expensive drink!
Visualize It: Saturday Night *Sex and the City*
Picture this: you've spent the day shopping, maybe got a mani-pedi. You're feeling good. You're feeling yourself.
You and your friends order takeout, pop open a bottle of wine. You settle in to watch Sex and the City.
It's not just entertainment. It's *preparation*. A warm-up for the night ahead. A reminder that life is messy, hilarious, and sometimes heartbreaking.
Why Not Friday?
Okay, some of you might be thinking, "But Friday's a great night!" True. But Friday feels rushed.
It's the end of the work week. You're tired. You just want to collapse on the couch.
Saturday is more leisurely. It allows you to fully immerse yourself in the world of Carrie Bradshaw and her amazing wardrobe.
And Let's Be Real About Sunday...
Sundays are for sweatpants and existential dread. Sex and the City requires a certain level of optimism, a certain *joie de vivre*.
It's hard to feel fabulous when you're contemplating the week ahead. Sunday is about surviving. Saturday is about thriving!
Watching Sex and the City on a Sunday feels…wrong. It's like wearing a cocktail dress to a funeral.
So, What Do You Think?
Am I totally off base? Or does a Saturday night Sex and the City marathon sound like the perfect plan?
Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I'm living in my own little Sex and the City fantasy world where every Saturday night is filled with Manolos and witty banter.
But hey, a girl can dream, right?
So the next time you're planning a girls' night, consider ditching the Sunday blues. Embrace the Saturday sparkle!
Pop the champagne, turn on Sex and the City, and get ready for a night of fun. After all, life's too short to save the good stuff for Sunday.
Maybe HBO should consider a Saturday night reboot. Just saying...
Food for thought: Could a Saturday timeslot change how we see Sex and the City?