Scotch and the City

Let's think about it. Would Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte, and Samantha really drink Cosmos? These are supposed to be highly sophisticated women with careers that require intelligence (lawyer, writer, art dealer, and public relations agent), and yet they drink something DC Scotch Chick would expect a twenty-one year old sorority girl to drink. Then again the narcissism in the show made DC Scotch Chick wonder how these women had enough time to hold down any job, let alone one that required thinking about something other than themselves. And, as an aside, the Scotch Chix were wearing red stiletto heels long before a silly movie ever made them popular.

Neither of the Scotch Chix own a television. So, in the name of research, DC Scotch Chick ordered some 'Sex and the City' dvds and curled up with a Bruichladdich to view a few episodes. This was much more of a sacrifice than one might think. No-sh*^ chicks would rather think about their next Scotch, not their next pair of Jimmy Choo's. But after several episodes DC Scotch Chick was able to answer her own question. "No, the gals of 'Sex and the City' would most definitely not drink Cosmos." DC Scotch Chick would like to think they would drink Scotch.

Charlotte is clearly a Glenmorangie drinker. She is the sweet and innocent girl next store. A bit naive and susceptible to peer pressure, the good kind of peer pressure – one that forces her to take a few chances. Which is why she would at least be open to trying Scotch.

Now Samantha just wreaks of man. She's a brazen no-sh*^ chick if there ever was one. One can easily envision her sitting erect and comfortably solo at Keen's bar enjoying Laphroaig: two fingers, neat. Too bad Samantha only exists in the world of fiction. DC Scotch Chick thinks she could have made a nice little addition to our team.

Miranda travels in the right company but still struggles with her own insecurities. She hates that sexism still exists and resents that beauty is still a determining factor in selecting a mate. She's perfectly decent looking yet not voluptuous. She would drink Glennfiddich. It's acceptable but not flashy.

Now the moment you've been waiting for,  Carrie. Well, unfortunately DC Scotch Chick isn't going to be kind here. Carrie is a chick who does not know herself very well. To be with Big or not be with Big? Act like a grown up or an emotional teenager? To smoke or not? This indecisiveness tells DC Scotch Chick that she is not ready for single malt status. She is a blend –be it Dewars or Bells. It doesn't matter. And, until she quits smoking, single malt whisky would be wasted on her palate.

In addition to the girls drinking scotch, DC Scotch Chick would also like to point out that the writers of 'Sex and the City' got it wrong when they chose Glenlivet for Big. Big would be a Highland Park man. Just like Big, Highland Park is smooth on the uptake with a slight bite at the finish. This is the man that Carrie falls for again and again, much like the Scotch Chix repeatedly continue to fall for Highland Park. Then again Big exudes so much self-confidence that most women would be turned on even if he ordered a Bud Light.