Drag queen imiteert alle iconische looks Carrie Bradshaw

Toen Dan Clay uit New York zich vorig jaar met Halloween verkleedde als Carrie Bradshaw van 'Sex And The City' had...

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Toen Dan Clay uit New York zich vorig jaar met Halloween verkleedde als Carrie Bradshaw van ‘Sex And The City’ had hij nooit kunnen weten dat hij een ware internethit zou worden. 

Nadat hij op Instagram foto’s postte van die nacht, kreeg hij verschillende berichten van Carrie fans die meer van hem in iconische outfits wilden zien. En zo werd Carrie Dragshaw geboren. Dans Instagram staat nu vol met Bradshaw looks plus een op ‘Sex And The City’ geïnspireerd onderschrift. Zelfs Patricia Field (stylist van SATC) en Sarah Jessica Parker reageerden al op zijn foto’s. “I love the idea that the pictures could brighten someone’s day,” aldus Dan. See for yourself!

They say life’s a journey, not a destination. I guess that’s why us girls need so many bags. As I stepped into another new relationship, I started thinking about baggage. We all have it. We might try to dress it up in Louis Vuitton luggage or squeeze it into a cute little fanny pack—but even fake Gucci carries real emotions. I couldn’t help but wonder: If everyone has baggage, why do we try so hard to hide it? And if we’re so comfortable baring our skin, why do we hide our hearts? Maybe true love comes when someone sees it all (even the ugly duffle you hide under your bed) and loves you anyway. Someone who loves you more the more they see. Who sees you when you’re scared, anxious, angry, or even just sad, and sticks around to make sure you learn to love your authentic self and never try to be anything else. To make sure you love you as much as they do. And to make sure your shoes always, always match your baggage. #CarrieDragshaw _______________________ Let’s spread a little love today. Tag your besties—the ones whose baggage matches yours—and tell them how much you love them. CD&DC

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Maybe men are like rain drops: unpredictable and annoying. As Petrovsky rained on my Paris parade, I started thinking about the stormy weather in my love life. I couldn’t help but wonder: Did every relationship go through good weather and bad? Or was our relationship like a cobblestone road—charming, but a little too bumpy? A wise redhead once said: the sun will come out tomorrow. But sometimes you have to part the clouds yourself. Instead of waiting for Captain Planet, you have to play Mother Nature. After all, a little sunshine can stop a shit storm. Because, like Paris, Petrovsky was romantic and sophisticated—but just not right for me. And that’s OK. Maybe storms are what help you grow before you blossom in the sun. In the meantime, grab your umbrella, put some polka in your dots and dance in the rain. #CarrieDragshaw

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Coco Chanel famously said: Before you leave the house, look in the mirror and take one thing off. Not today, Coco. Some days a girl’s gotta go extra. Because what if that one thing is what makes it yours? What are we giving up when we’re toning down? And when did fitting in become more important than being fabulous? It’s been said that New York never sleeps. It’s also the city that never shuts up. Construction sites, car alarms, bus stops, bar fights, upstairs neighbors, subway screeches, sirens, pigeons, parties, pigeon parties. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder: Is the loudest sound in all of New York the voice inside your head? Thinking too much about what other people think and not enough about what makes you happy. And if we can’t even take risks with clothes, what else are we missing out on? Some days you have to say no to Coco and yes to Youyou, look in the mirror, and add one thing: quiet confidence. Because it takes more than feathers, gold, and sparkle to live as loud as New York. #carriedragshaw

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In life, sometimes when you look ahead, all you see is your past. Your future gets crowded with coulda woulda shouldas and maybe-next-time exes. As I stood in the market looking at a sea of foreign spices, I saw something sweet and familiar: Aidan. I couldn’t help but wonder: Inside every confident, forward-looking woman, was a part of her heart looking back wondering “What If?” Maybe life is like a crowded market in Abu Dhabi. It’s more than a little bazaar. You never know what you’re going to find, and there are so many paths it’s easy to get lost. But sometimes, if you have a perfectly cooked meal waiting for you at home, it’s best not to pick up anything at the market. Plus, New Yorkers travel with enough baggage already. Everyone loves adventure, but maybe life’s biggest adventure is loving someone so much you forget the old “What Ifs.” After all, when one Dior closes, another opens. And the other could be Big. #CarrieDragshaw

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Life isn’t always pretty. Sometimes it’s messy, and gritty, and hurtful, and hard. And sometimes it feels like life’s biggest lesson is just how to live with pain. As I took a break from trying to fix my life and instead tried to fix my kitchen, I couldn’t help but wonder: Can you ever really renovate your self? How many coats does it take to paint over pain? And even if it looks like you’ve gone from drab to fab, will some of us always be fixer-uppers? After all, I have bad hair days and bad mood days. Sometimes I get upset over nothing, and sometimes I feel nothing when I should be upset. I make mistakes. I stay out too late. I drink on an empty stomach and I sneak cigarettes and I let bad people in while I push good ones away. And my biggest fear is that no remodel could really cover up my deepest secret: I’m not perfect. And I have dents and scratches and imperfections that even a fresh coat of paint can’t hide. But just like Beyoncé and Bowie, sometimes the best thing to do is to paint anyway. To paint your face and remodel your self with the Sasha Fierceness you need and the magic Aladdin that’ll keep you Sane. It’s not faking it. It’s making it. And even if you never turn out perfect, it’s better to go down painting than sit around waiting for the handyman. Because maybe the one who can fix you, is you. But a side of you you haven’t discovered yet. And maybe that’s life’s ultimate do-it-yourself project. To create your Self. And if we do it together, do-it-yourself won’t mean alone. #CarrieDragshaw

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In the city of New York, there are over 4 million women. And Big, it seemed, wanted to date them all. Welcome to the Age of Options. Playing the field was the new power suit and monogamy was like last season Prada: outdated and hard to find. I couldn’t help but wonder: in a world where the next best thing is just a right swipe away—was exclusivity left to die? Was every modern relationship destined to leave you green with envy, red with anger, or just plain blue? Well, even if polygamy was the new It Bag, just like Skechers and Scrunchies, some trends were not for me. I was looking for all-consuming love. And like we learned in kindergarten, if a boy is making you blue, it’s time to pack up your crayons (and your construction paper clutch) and go home. Sure, there were a lot of women in New York, but as a wise one once sang: I’m every woman. It’s all in me. And if that’s not enough to beat his FOMO, then it’s time to walk home solo. Because I’d rather be alone than on the side. And I’d rather be with my girls than be just another one of his. #CarrieDragshaw

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It can be scary to leave your comfort zone. To trade your trusty habits in hopes for a little magic. Before Samantha’s party, the only S&M that I knew about was Saks & MasterCard (and Stillettos & Manolos, Stella & Miuccia, Schiaparelli & McQueen…) But after my attempted dominatrix was just a dud in latex, I left Big’s in 50 Shades of Shame. S&M? Self-conscious & Mortified. I couldn’t help but wonder: Do men really want a strong woman—or when we flex our muscles, are they afraid to lose their power? And fetish or no fetish, how much pain was one woman expected to take before she disappeared? Some people get off on pain. But most get out. How much rejection before she retreated to her comfort zone, wondering, Was I too bold, too out there, too this, too that, too much? As I put my whip away for good, I started thinking about the circus. The loud lion is the one who gets whipped. Even so, I think I’d rather be the lion who roared. Because maybe it’s better to give your all and get hurt, than to play tame and wonder “What If?” Because I am no cowardly lion. I am woman. And through it all—tears, setbacks, scared men and masked pain—we keep roaring. #CarrieDragshaw

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Meanwhile uptown, I was living a teenage dream in a castle on a cloud, high above Central Park. The thing is, when you’re a teenager, you look at adults and see freedom: No Parents. No Rules. But when you’re an adult, you look at teenagers and see freedom: No Bosses. No Bills. I couldn’t help but wonder: When did getting older go from dream to dread? When it comes to growing up, were some of us too chicken to cross the road? Or maybe, every once in a while, you can make the mature adult decision to act like a rebellious adolescent. To serve a giant Kentucky Fried F*ck You to deadlines, diets, dating and the rest of reality. In life, most days you get dressed and conquer the world. So some days you can get stoned and eat from a bucket. You can solve your problems in your Prada mañana. Today, channel your inner Ferris Bueller and put ‘em in the f*ck it bucket. Because in a fast-paced city like New York, sometimes you’ve got to hop out of the speedboat and just splash around—even if you might get caught. After all, before a flower can grow, it needs a little pot. #CarrieDragshaw

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