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"Here&amp;#039;s an incontrovertible law of female friendship that will save you a lot of time: Any woman who thinks she&amp;#039;s &amp;quot;the Carrie&amp;quot; is bullshit and probably an awful woman. Sorry, not sorry. Maybe it didn&amp;#039;t occur to you the first time you watched Sex and the City (because you were distracted by the clothes, shoes, late-&amp;#039;90s colorblocking and frank conversations about the consistency and flavor of jizz) but Carrie is the worst friend. Not just bad, but the kind of impossibly self-absorbed, cutesy, un-self-aware woman whose view of the world \u2014 and her place in it \u2014 hasn&amp;#039;t changed since she was maybe 15. This has been acknowledged myriad times since the series&amp;#039; end: The New Yorker&amp;#039;s Emily Nussbaum even called her the first prominent female antihero.  All of this would be forgivable if this didn&amp;#039;t make her literally The Worst Friend of All Time. Seriously. The four women&amp;#039;s friendship is clearly the main theme. Once it&amp;#039;s even decided that they were &amp;quot;soul mates&amp;quot; and the guys they dated were &amp;quot;just nice guys to have fun with.&amp;quot; But Ted Bundy or a ficus plant would make a better soul mate than Carrie. Here are some examples. Carrie and Charlotte   Carrie got angry that Charlotte didn&amp;#039;t offer to lend her the money for an apartment down payment, a mess that Carrie got herself into in the first place by letting Aidan buy her place and the one next door to merge them into one big love shack (Carrie is a freeloader) and Carrie couldn&amp;#039;t buy it back from him because she&amp;#039;s a 32-year-old woman with a closet full of $400 shoes and no savings. &amp;quot;How dare you not lend me a grillion dollars?&amp;quot; Carrie asked indignantly. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re right,&amp;quot; said Charlotte, and gave her the money, which is demented. Carrie also slapped her break-up Post-It over Charlotte&amp;#039;s ring (and happiness) after she got engaged to Harry, because nobody can be (1) in the spotlight or (2) happy when Carrie is around and not happy. Or, actually, around, ever. Carrie and Miranda    Carrie had a meeting with her editor and sent Aidan to go help a naked Miranda when her neck gave out. The next morning, she brought Miranda apology bagels just to have an excuse to come over and bitch about Aidan.   When Miranda got pregnant with Brady and was deciding whether to get an abortion or not, Carrie made it all about the abortion she had 13 years ago after doing it bareback with a waiter when she was drunk one time.   But at least Miranda slapped her with some real talk.    Carrie and Samantha    After Samantha was immensely supportive and nonjudgmental during Carrie&amp;#039;s affair with Big (judgment is &amp;quot;not my style,&amp;quot; she told Carrie kindly), Carrie judged the shit out of Samantha for dating Maria, as well as for going down on that UPS dude. The latter happened when Samantha was doing pro bono PR work on Carrie&amp;#039;s book cover, by the way. (Once again: Freeloading. Fucking Carrie.)   Carrie talked about how great her relationship with Petrovsky was going while Samantha was literally getting chemotherapy. &amp;quot;Shut up and take off that silly-ass hat,&amp;quot; any sane cancer patient would scream, but Samantha is all like, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m glad it&amp;#039;s going well! What&amp;#039;s new with me? Well, my white blood cell count is dangerously low. ALL GOOD IN THE HOOD THOUGH; PLEASE REGALE ME WITH MORE TALES OF YOUR BOYFRIEND&amp;#039;S OLD NUTSACK.&amp;quot;  In conclusion, never, ever, ever be a Carrie. P.S. I&amp;#039;m a Magda.  RELATED:  All of Carrie Bradshaw&amp;#039;s Boyfriends: Ranked  Follow Anna on Twitter. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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