Sex and the city

Chapter 27 How to Marry a Man in Manhattan - My Experience (2)
There are times when Mr. Big hides his true self.What everyone sees is the appearance of perfection - always well-dressed, friendly to everyone, white cuffs, gold cufflinks, never wrong suspenders (even if he never takes off his coat, it is also true. Meticulous).But every time he gets into this state, Kelly finds it tricky.She is not good at dealing with reserved and introverted people.She is used to everyone getting drunk, smoking some small cigarettes, smoking some marijuana, and relaxing.Mr. Big gets annoyed when Kelly says something like "I'm not wearing any underwear," which he doesn't think should come from a well-bred woman—even if she doesn't.And Kelly felt that Mr. Big was too nice to other women, especially those pesky models.When they go out together, a photographer will always come up and say, "You don't mind?" Then ask Mr. Big to take a photo with some models.This seemed like an insult to Kelly.Once, a model was sitting on Mr. Big's lap, and Kelly couldn't help but turned around and said, "We have to go!" Her face was terribly gloomy.

"Please, don't do that," Mr. Big said.

Kylie stared at the model and said, "Sorry, you're sitting on top of my boyfriend."

"Rest, I'm just resting," said the model, "and that makes a big difference."

"You should learn how to deal with such things," Mr. Big said after a moment of thought.

compare shopping
Rebecca, a 39-year-old journalist, got married last year.One day, she found a woman's phone number in her boyfriend's business card holder.

"I called the number and asked the bitch straight up what was the matter," Rebecca said.Sure enough, the woman said that Rebecca's boyfriend had invited her to dinner. "I was absolutely mad. I wasn't yelling at her, but I was definitely like one of those rampaging middle-aged women on late night shows. I ended up warning her not to touch my boyfriend, she dared to call him Call, I will make her look good! Guess what she said to me? She said: "Your boyfriend is very nice, you should treat him better." I replied: "If he is really that good, Why is he courting you while living with me?'”

"Then I called him. He was very angry and said I was 'interfering in his private affairs'. I said: 'Let's get this straight, man, if you decide to go out with me, there's no such thing as a personal affair.' It's gone!' After about two days, I thought we were done, but it went like this, and three months later he proposed to me."

Of course there is more than one method.After Lisa and her future husband Robert dated for two months, Robert became restless.

"What would you think if I went out with other people?" he asked Lisa tentatively.

"I just thought you were 'comparison shopping'." Lisa said proudly without even looking at him, "Other than that, what do you think I'll think? I'm not a prison guard looking at prisoners."

This answer made Robert shut up and never mention the matter again.

"Self-esteem is important," Lisa said. "You have to let men know that there are certain things that can't be crossed, and that you can't live without them."

A very common situation is cohabitation before marriage, but the man has no intention of marrying you for a long time.If you want to solve this problem, you must solve it quickly. "I recently heard a story," said Trudy, "that a girl had been living with a man for a year, and she asked him in bed one morning, 'Are we going to get married?' and the man said 'no.' And she Immediately said: 'Then pack your things and get out of my house immediately!' And the man proposed to her at the weekend."

"A common mistake women make is not mentioning marriage at all when they first move in together," Lisa added.

it's time to leave him
"I can't take it anymore!" Kelly woke up in the morning and lay in bed in a daze.She watched Mr. Big in silence until he opened his eyes.He got up and went to the bathroom directly, without even kissing her. "That's it." Kelly thought disappointedly.

When he came back to bed after taking a shower, she said, "Listen, I've been thinking about something recently."

"What's the matter?" said Mr. Bigger.

"If you don't love me like crazy, don't think I have to, and don't think that I'm the most beautiful woman you've ever seen in your life, then I think I should leave."

"Ah..." Mr. Big was at a loss.

"Really, I'm fine."

"Okay." Mr. Big hesitated and said cautiously.

"Then...is this what you want?"

"Is that what you want?" Mr. Big asked her back.

"No, it's not. I just want to be with someone who really loves me," Kylie said.

"Well, I can't promise you anything right now. But if I were you, I'd stay and see what the future holds."

Kelly lay back on the pillow, thinking in her mind: "Today is Sunday, if I leave now, how will I spend the rest of the day?"

"Okay," she said finally, "but only now. I'm not going to wait forever. You know, there's a good chance I'll die soon, like 15 years from now." She lit a cigarette.

"Well," said Mr. Big, "but can you make me some coffee first, dear."

Naomi got married last year, at the age of 37.She is the president of an advertising company, a typical New York woman, shrewd and capable. "I've dated every type of guy, in every shape and shape. Then one day, this guy walks in the door and he has nothing in common with the man I'm thinking of as my fiancé." In other words, He was unattractive, and he had none of the awesomeness of a bad boy.

One day just after turning 35, Naomi stood in high heels and a suit, waiting for a cab on Madison Avenue.A boy with long flowing hair roared by on a motorcycle, completely oblivious to her presence. “It seemed like at that moment, my obsession with artists who had problems getting enough food and clothing became my past tense,” she said. “Damn it, I used to treat them to dinner all the time!”

Kelly joins Sam in a reading at the museum.She hasn't seen Sam for a long time, and even her girlfriends can't see her lately-because she is tired of being with Mr. Big all the time.On this day, both Sam and she happened to be wearing black trousers and black patent leather boots.When they were about to go up the steps, ZM - a media giant - had a face-to-face meeting with them.

Seeing them, ZM laughed and said, "I'm still wondering which two girls stomped the floor so loudly."

"We're not stomping," Sam said, "We're talking."

The driver graciously opened the door for ZM, it was a stretched luxury car. "Call me sometime, okay?" he said.

"Okay, let's call." Sam said, knowing that neither of them would call each other.

Sam sighed, then turned to Kelly and asked, "By the way, how are you and Mr. Big?"

Kelly began to hem and haw, with a look of "I don't know", and said that they plan to go to the Aspen ski resort, and Mr. Big also plans to buy a villa with her next summer, but she is not sure. He was not at all sure.

"Come on," Sam interrupted, "I wish I had a boyfriend too! Damn, I can't even find a guy to spend the weekend with right now!"

There is a big difference between married and single New York girls. "The biggest difference is the mentality," Rebecca said, "is whether you can get past yourself, or whether you still hold unrealistic fantasies, thinking that only Mort Zuckerman is as handsome and rich. I am worthy of myself.” “I have already lowered my standards to these three—smart, successful, and caring.” Trudy said.

Although they will not give themselves up easily, they will never choose to be alone for life. "I really don't know how long it will take to meet the right person, but I always believe that there will always be a day when I will put on a wedding dress, but the opportunity has not yet come." Trudy said, "It would be too scary if I didn't get married Why can't I get married?"

But Manhattan remains Manhattan. "New York men are not as submissive as men in other places, you have to realize that," Lisa said. The notion of 'comfort' is scoffed at. So you have to change their mentality and help them grow up."

Create a comfortable atmosphere
Kelly and Mr Bigger attended a charity dinner together and had a fantastic evening.Before going, Kelly went to the hair salon again.Recently, she has had her hair done very frequently, but when she complained to the hair stylist: "I can't bear to come here every now and then to get my hair done!" The hair stylist replied calmly: "You can't bear to do it even more."

During the dinner, Mr. Big dropped his cigars on the table on purpose, and then took the opportunity to change the seat boards on the table so that they could sit together—he also pretended to say: "It doesn't matter if you don't sit together , I don't mind." They held hands all night, and another columnist came up to them and teased them: "As hard as ever."

For the next week they lived without incident.But one night they went to Mr. Big's friends' houses, some of them with children.Kelly took these little friends to drive plastic toy cars on the street, and one of the little girls kept falling out of the car.The grown-ups ran out of the room and shouted at the children to go back inside.It wasn't fair, Kelly thought, and no child was hurt.

Kelly suddenly muttered again.Although she knew it was torture for Mr. Bigger, she couldn't help but ask.When it was time to go to bed, she said, "Do you think we are close?"

"Sometimes," said Mr. Bigger.

"Just 'sometimes'? That's not enough," Kelly said disappointedly.She starts harrassing him endlessly until Mr. Big begs her to put him to sleep.But when he woke up the next morning, she started harassing him again.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" asked Mr. Bigger. "Can't you just think on the bright side, like last week?"

He walked to the bed and said in a drawn out voice, "Oh... come and see this sad little face." Kelly wanted to kill him.

"I'll give you the answer later, I promise," said Mr. Bigger.

"But I'm not even sure if there's a 'after'!" Kelly said.

Lisa is at a raucous party at a villa in the East Fifty District.The party was thrown by a well-known woman in the public relations world.Lisa's husband - a handsome businessman - was also dragged along by her.She took a sip of her pink margarita and explained: "Once I decided to start looking for something, I went wherever there was an opportunity. I don't mean bars like the Bowery, but this type of bar." Private parties at the villa. I really spread my net wide and I don't miss any of them."

She continued: "If you're looking for a guy, I suggest you don't choose a party as a date in the first place. It's just digging your own grave. And don't dress too much, don't pay too much attention to those dating skills, Spend some time on your room when you have time. A man likes a place where he feels relaxed, so you have to create a comfortable atmosphere for him and let them talk about themselves. Men are like children who don’t grow up. Will always miss their teenage years."

Back to Trudy, she smiled and nodded as she looked at the family photo on the desk in the office, where the man in the photo was sitting comfortably on the beach.She smiled and said: "I am so lucky to have found my husband. He really understands me. Once you find the right person, everything will be very simple. If you are always fighting and breaking up, then There must be something wrong, something doesn't fit. My hubby never argues with me. We almost never argue. He lets me go almost 90.00% of the time, and the few times he wants to push him If he comes up with his own ideas, I will give in and let him do it."

Then miraculously, everything went back to normal.

Mr. Big called and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing special," Kelly said, "I'm writing a story."

"About what?"

"You remember when we said we were going to move to Colorado one day and have horses and all? I'm writing this."

"Oh," said Mr. Bigger, "that must be a pretty story."

(End of this chapter)