carrie!

i was watching the today show this morning (doesn't it seem like a lot of my posts are starting out like that lately? maybe it's because it sadly forms most of the bulk of my daily television intake.) and who should be interviewed by that gummy sprite catie couric but my very favorite carrie bradshaw (beisdes myself), sarah jessica parker.

s.j.p. (as her friends call her) looked great. she was dressed perfectly, with perfect makeup, perfect calves jutting out of her perfect stilettos. she was funny and self-effacing and told great stories. she didn't shy away from using her extended vocabulary, she was informed about world events. basically, she's the kind of famous person that i'd want to be. she's like the anti-paris hilton. the anti-gastineau girl. she's famous and loaded because she's worked goddamned hard for it, she's smart in business, and doesn't seem to shy away from being part of the quintessential new york entertainment industry power couple.

i've said for a long time now that i don't care about being famous. i think that every kid, when they're growing up, thinks that there's a possibility that they might be famous someday. even through high school i just kind of expected it. in some weird egocentric way, it just seemed to me that, hell, here i am--me--and people, a lot of them, will eventually know who i am. then one goes to college, and then one gets their master's degree, and then one discovers that life goes by really fast. and unless you're madonna and have moved to new york by the time you're nineteen and have made yourself get noticed by every mover and shaker, your chances to get famous pass you by.

and i suppose this is a strange thing to say for someone who's trying to be a professional performer, but i don't really care about being famous anymore; if i am someday able to make a living making music in some capacity i don't need fame, though fortune would certainly be nice. watching sjp on television this morning, though, made me reconsider for a moment. i wanted to be that funny, self-effacing, envied person whose interview everyone wants to watch. i suppose if fame's not an option, infamy always is...