Nesen Instagram uzdūros kādam “ļoti interesentam” profilam, kurā kāds vīrietis ārkārtīgi cenšas līdzināties seriāla “Sekss un lielpilsēta” galvenajai varonei Kerijai Bredšovai! Dan_Clay panākumi ir tik vērā ņemami, ka viņam pat izdevās satikt slaveno aktrisi Sāru Džesiku Pārkeri, jāpiebilst, ka šis vīrietis jau 2016. gada oktobrī uzsāka šo nedaudz savdabīgo hobiju, kuram tagad seko līdz jau 119 tūkstoši cilvēku.

Kāds ir tavs viedoklis par šo “savdabīgo līdzinieku”?

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In life, it’s not always easy to tell dreams from reality. Sometimes you’re dreaming and it feels like you’re there, and sometimes you’re there and it feels like a dream. Sometimes fiction is so real it feels like life, and sometimes life is so farfetched it feels like you’re watching a fairytale. I couldn’t help but wonder: In matters of the heart, are we ever really in charge? Or are we destined to just Watch What Happens, Live? Maybe when you can’t believe your eyes…you have to trust your heart. After all, we so often live in our heads, but maybe we dream with our hearts. And days feel unreal when you’re dancing to the beat of love. In dreams, we get to fly through cities, and float through clouds, and walk through walls. We get to meet a queen, and maybe even become one. But I had a thought: Why wait to fall asleep before you try to fly? And why wait to die before you get to heaven? Maybe if you follow your heart, you can dream yourself awake. Dream big, dream little, dream quiet, dream loud, dream in, dream out, dream early, dream late—but whatever you do, dream. #CarrieDragshaw

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Meanwhile downtown, even New York wasn’t too cynical to celebrate Valentine’s Day. Love was in the air. And I felt like I was trapped in a tornado. As the debris of failed relationships swirled around my mind, I started thinking about all the ways we celebrate couples. Engagement parties. Anniversaries. Weddings. Bridal Showers. They say, “Love is all you need.” Then why did brides need so many presents? At least on Valentine’s Day, you just had to look at all the happy couples, not buy them anything. As I looked around at all the lovers, they made love look so easy. I couldn’t help but wonder: Why was it so hard for me? Would I ever put the “me” in monogamy? Did everyone find love? Or did some of us just keep searching forever, eating half-priced Valentine’s chocolates as we wilted like leftover roses. When you had no sweetheart, did you deserve to be bitter? Or maybe, instead of falling apart, I could fall in love…with myself. Maybe instead of waiting for love, I could make my own. I could buy my own flowers, buy my own jewelry, be my own Valentine—even write my own love poems. “How do I love thee?” No. “How do I love me. Let me count the ways…” This year, I said “goodbye” to Saint Valentine and “thank you” to Saint Valentino. “Shall I compare me to a summer’s day?” Maybe I shall. Because even when the light of love’s gone dark, some girls, we make our own sunshine #CarrieDragshaw ________ Picture taken by the fabulous @charlieengman ?? ________ Happy Valentine’s Day you beautiful people. And if you don’t have a Valentine, you do now! Sending lots of love ?

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Happy National Coming Out Day! Before ▶️ After ? In life, we spend a lot of time running. Running from our past, running from our present, sometimes even running from our truth. But if life teaches us anything, it’s this: You can never really run away. And maybe that’s a good thing. I couldn’t help but wonder: They say the truth hurts. But doesn’t it hurt a lot more trying to hide from it? Living in the closet like Zac Poser full of Versecrets and Lie-boutins. Is the real secret to escaping your pain—actually staring it down? Does coming out start by going in? Because eventually, you realize it’s not your truth that’s the problem—it’s the people who make you feel bad about it. Thankfully, love can outshine shame. Joy can outlast fear. And pride can outrun pain. As I looked around on a day dedicated to coming out, I had a thought: I’m here. I’m queer. And I’m happy. What makes you different is what makes you magical. Live out and love hard—starting with yourself. Don't let anyone dull your sparkle, because the world needs twinks to twinkle. And closets? Well, closets are for clothes. #CarrieDragshaw

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Carrie's L.A. Odyssey (The Final Day) ?Life isn't all just palm trees and porn stars, but it turns out you can feel Califortunate no matter what state you’re in. So maybe life’s greatest voyage isn’t about going somewhere new, but seeing the same place–or person–with new eyes. As I left Los Angeles, I realized: Whether it’s distance or time, no matter how far you travel, you end up running into yourself. In a way, you’re always living in your own head. And if you can make it there, you’ll make it anywhere. #CarrieDragshaw #TheEnd ??☀️⛱? I had an incredible time in L.A. and I really really hoped you enjoyed the series! HUGE thank you to @thestandard for having the idea, setting us up and taking such great care of a very nervous drag queen. Also, Carrie got lotsa perks so to level out her give & take with the universe we've made a donation to the LA LGBT Center (@lalgbtcenter) in grateful appreciation for this great city ❤️ See you soon LA. Next time Playboy Mansion? Or Matthew McConaughey's office? ? But first, we finish this cigarette in New York.

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Carrie's L.A. Odyssey (Day 3 of 7) ? There’s an old saying: “Time waits for no man.” So why did I wait for so many? As I took another puff of my contraband cigarette, I started thinking about 17 years of wading in the shallow end of love, waiting for a man to notice me, flatter me, to love me deeper, to hold me tighter, or to at least pull me into the deep end. When you're young, you dream of romantic strolls on the beach. But real life seems more like swimming laps in the dating pool. Was I the Michael Phelps of failed relationships, getting in shape just for a breast stroke and a little mouth to mouth? Falling in love with the wrong man is like jumping from the high dive into a kiddie pool. So why did so many of us climb back up the ladder to dive again? Was I just another Captain Gayhab on the hunt for Moby Dick? In life, the past can be an anchor holding us back. But maybe, if we pay attention to its lessons, the past is more like the wind—slowing us down if we fight against it, but pushing us forward if we put it behind us. Sometimes us single girls just need to change direction to get the wind in our sails. … TO BE CONTINUED #CarrieDragshaw

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Carrie's L.A. Odyssey (Day 2 of 7) ? Selfies are like cigarettes: Painful if they don't have a filter. In 2017 L.A., we take Ubers, take SoulCycle, and have entire walls for taking selfies. Even if I couldn’t change, L.A. certainly could. Since 2000, the trees got tall, downtown got cool, juice got expensive, gluten got evil, and reality got a lot of TV shows. Nowadays, we text instead of talk and swipe instead of flirt. Was digital dating some new drug? Fun for a quick high, but can distort reality, impair decision-making and may damage the heart. Were screens the new nicotine? Expensive, addictive, and dangerous in excess? And even with all this technology, were we really just iLone? Maybe we needed an SOS over SMS to disconnect from our phones and reconnect to our selves. Or maybe I was just bitter. As I looked around at all the new devices, I thought, in 17 years full of change, was my operating system the only one that hadn’t gotten an upgrade? #CarrieDragshaw

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Carrie's L.A. Odyssey (Day 4 of 7) ?As I gazed out over the balcony of the same room 322 I visited in 2000, I couldn’t help but wonder: In life, do we just keep taking the same trips over and over again? Making a wrong turn onto memory lane instead of merging onto the open road of the life we want? If life is a highway, was I stuck in L.A. traffic? Shakespeare sent Juliet out to the balcony to find love. But that didn’t end very well. Were we forgetting the real lesson of Romeo & Juliet: Sometimes it’s better to be single. Looking out at the L.A. skyline, I started thinking about light. Some lights we see with our eyes, but the most important ones switch on in our heads. Isn’t it funny that sometimes the biggest change in your life is simply an insight, an awareness, a new way of looking at things—the moment when you see the light. And you see life differently as a result, and you wonder if everything you’ve been wondering about isn’t really that important, if everything you've been worried about isn't really that scary, and maybe, just maybe, you already have what it takes to be happy. Even flashy cities can get pretty dark sometimes, but the thing about darkness is: it can't survive in the light. So maybe it was time to let it shine…. TO BE CONTINUED #CarrieDragshaw ????? Go to @thestandard now to see the rest of our epic LA Adventure!! And tune in tomorrow to watch it unfold here. And HUGE thank you to @thestandard for setting Carrie Dragshaw up with this epic opportunity. This is beyond the beyonds for me and I'm so grateful

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