the olden days

for once i don't mean the Elizabethan era (with which i am so firmly fixated...)  these days of yore of which i speak are the early naughties.  (the 00's if you will)  the days when we were all in love with Sex and the City.  there are a few episodes that are burned into my memory, but one in particular. . i was single at the time - while pretty much every single one of my friends was coupling up and marrying. in said episode, Carrie wondered why SHE couldn't register as a single girl.  for shoes.  it seemed to me like a perfectly sensible, bordering on brilliant idea that no one had come up with up to that point.   now that i am about to take the leap into actually having to register as a bride - i can't come up with much that i want.  stuff you want/need but can't necessarily afford... that's what the concept is behind it, oui?  well, we have plates and all that stuff.  i'm sure as sugar not going to be serving on fine bone china and crystal any time soon.... you know what i DO want??????  these shoes.  sigh.  i guess the Carrie Bradshaw in me is trying to stake her claim...  my fiance wants a huge tv.   old habits die hard, i suppose...  i still think the idea was pretty super fantastic.