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Marisa Mackle: Have I really turned into a Miranda?

If Samantha from Sex and the City were a man, not one woman would find him funny or attractive.

Seriously, if a film starred four men and one of them was a sleazy fiftysomething, who leered at twentysomething females and made suggestive vulgar comments, we would not cheer at the screen in agreement. No, we'd be appalled. He'd be called a dirty old man, no matter how nice his clothes were.

With Sex and the City 2 mania kicking in right about now, women all over the world are donning their finest cocktail dresses, getting together in groups, downing a Cosmo or two and heading to see the film en masse. I very much doubt you'll see too many men at this flick.

I saw it. Indeed with all the hype I wouldn't have missed it. And I enjoyed it for what it was; pure escapism and utter nonsense. The best thing about Sex and the City 2, as always, is the fashion. Carrie wears the kind of clothes only she could get away with. And, besides, fashion that looks cool in New York wouldn't wear in Dublin.

Sex and the City was created when we had money to spend, before the recession kicked its Manolo heel up our butt. When we too could cough up €15 for a cocktail in a five-star hotel.

Luckily we can still manage to cough up for the price of a ticket in our cinema and mentally escape to Abu Dhabi with the girls without worrying about the price of the airfare or volcanic ash.

People always ask me if I identify with Carrie. I don't really. Yes, like her I write a column, but I don't write it in high heels and there was never a Mr Big lurking in the background. I didn't identify with prim and proper Charlotte either, and man-eating Samantha's crudeness often left me cold. But the one I least identified with was Miranda. She was the boring one with the baby.

It's funny but as I type this column now in the midst of nappies, baby wipes, and a high pile of baby clothes waiting to be washed and ironed, I realise with horror that I have actually become Miranda. Only not as skinny. And not as rich.

Marisa will be co-hosting a summer creative writing camp for children in Dublin city centre from July 5-8. www.bigsmokewritingfactory.com