And Just Like That—Saying Goodbye To Carrie's Apartment

What tiny-NYC-single-girl-apt. dreams are made of...but, is it really gone forever?

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I’m dreading tomorrow’s season finale of And Just Like That. Big’s memorial service was sad, but not nearly as sad as the thought of Carrie selling her longtime NYC apartment. THE apartment of Single Girls everywhere… And, if you watched last week, you know there’s a big Goodbye dinner party coming and everyone will be there, including a text from Samantha. But not Aidan, who allegedly won’t be there (big baby), or so we think, which makes me (couldn’t help but) wonder—will she follow through with the sale or not?

If you’re like me and came of age with Carrie & Co. back in the ‘90s, you, too, bore a massive bond with her cozy Upper East Side walk-up. Every week, devouring all the ladies’ metropolitan misadventures, YES, but also EVERY delicious pre-war NYC detail of that iconic apartment. The hefty click of the double lock. Her writing desk facing the window, especially when it was raining or snowing. Her soothing, slept-in sky-colored bed. The kitchen we almost never saw, but fantasized about. The bathroom where she occasionally brushed her teeth with company. And, YES, the most luxurious disproportionately capacious closet, which was basically like a gateway to Fashion Narnia for anyone who loved spectacular vintage Dior and jeweled Manolos as much as I did (DO). Even today, more than two decades later, that apartment was—and IS—The Dream. Because no matter how much money any of us eventually make, or where we lived or grew up, or what could befall us, Carrie’s apartment will always feel like our home away from home…and where we can come back to ourselves, again and again. Just like she does.