[James]

That was a nice complete answer

Originally posted by KillarneyRose:
I did my stint in New York City when I was in my early twenties but left after a few years to get married and raise a family. A lot of my girlfriends still live and work there, and they are roughly the same age as the Carrie, Miranda and Charlotte characters on "Sex and the City". According to those I asked, the show hits pretty close to home as far as the difficulty in meeting nice men in New York. The glaring difference is, of course, that the vast majority of my thirtysomething friends in New York don't have the fabulous apartments and designer wardrobes and I can think of maybe two of them who could afford Carrie's Manolo Blanik shoe obsession!

As for how my taste in men has changed, bear with me while I tell you a tale from my youth. When I was in 9th grade, I was madly in love with Kevin, the school bad boy. He was in 10th grade at the time. Lo and behold, the next year we were both in 10th grade together! Well, the year after that, I moved on to the 11th grade and left dear Kevin behind. Soon after that, he left school and the only contact I had with him for a few years afterward was when I would read about his adventures in the "Crime Log" section of my little hometown newspaper! Kevin is MIA at this time. By the time I got to college, I was seriously into the preppy boys phase and then the Cure Wannabees phase which lasted until I graduated and got a job in New York City. There, I moved on to the EuroTrash guys. These are men, many of them from America's heartland, who moved to New York in the late '80s, affected what they no doubt thought was a sophisticated accent, grew out their hair so they could slick it back and wear a ponytail, wore nothing but black and discussed philosophy while sipping espresso and smoking unfiltered cigarettes. Think Dieter from Saturday Night Live. NYC at that time was a veritable breeding ground for Dieter-types!

I eventually got tired of always paying the way for these brilliant but penniless men and that's when I met my husband. Just a nice, refreshingly normal man to whom I have been married for 9 years I think the nice, normal guys were always out there but it was a matter of my growing into them which took until I was about 24!

SORRY THIS IS SO LONG; I GUESS I WAS TRYING TO SQUEEZE 19 YEARS INTO A FEW PARAGRAPHS!