Several tragedies have at this point torn through And Just Like That. (The absense of Samantha, the presence of Che, Charlotte scheduling a dinner via OpenTable for 5:30 p.m., Carrie too prudish to say the word “vagina” on a podcast despite having once outed a politican for his piss kink in a broadsheet column.) But few developments have been quite as egregious as the disappearance of Miranda Hobbes: the Jil Sander-wearing Harvard grad turned rucksack of neuroses.
How could someone who once sported Miuccia Prada’s spring/summer 1996 skirt suits to the office and Christian Lacroix blazers to brunch even consider getting a tattoo of a cartoon robot? How could someone who once placed her trust exclusively in a PalmPilot decide to abandon a prestigious career move in pursuit of a stand-up comic who had “done a ton of weed”? The Miranda Hobbes of SATC and the Miranda Hobbes of AJLT have so far been very different people, and the (several) thinkpieces have all but written themselves.
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