The Golden Girls, the better Sex and the City

One of the few joys and pleasures I get out of having cable is not watching CNN, or Jersey Shore , it's the ability to rush home and catch re-runs of the smash 80's sitcom, The Golden Girls. A good dose of Blanche, Dorothy, Rose and Sophia never fails to have me laughing out loud. And I have to admit, I love to play the "which Golden Girl am I?" game. These grandmas give Carrie Bradshaw et al. a run for their money when it comes to portraying "women in their element."

Rather than a bunch of aging, lonely women who use sex as a distraction from their unhappiness, and a tool to appear "empowered" as women, The GG's are a bunch of aged, wise women, who know a thing or two about sex, but don't use it to define their existence. Unless you're a true Blanche or Samantha, chances are you aren't into meaningless encounters, and you likely feel more shamed than empowered when you tip-toe out of what's-his-name's boudoir. So ladies, let's stop likening ourselves to the Carries, Charlottes, Mirandas and Samanthas out there, and if you must compare, let's go with a throw-back to Dorothy, Blanche, Rose and Sophia. These women were from an era when women weren't ashamed to be....women. Which GG are you?

Blanche Devereau versus Samantha Jones.

Blanche is the quintessential southern belle, who is not shy about using her feminine guile to get what she wants...but what she wants happens to be, well, a little southern lovin... not dissimilar to Samantha, sassy New Yorker, whose passion is passion. But if the gloves are on, who wins the battle of the sex goddess? Age before beauty, folks. Blanche and Samantha both portray strong, independent women, but Samantha lacks the ability to commit - a quality that undoubtedly makes her popular with the women who are unable to find someone to commit to, and are desperately looking for someone to relate more positively to, while Blanche has been there, done that. She's been married, she's had kids, and now, she's found time for a few dozen test drives before she settles down again, yet, she always acts the lady...

Dorothy Zbornak versus Miranda Hobbes

Every group of girlfriends has one of these, the know-it-all.
Arguably the least attractive out of each group, these two share a penchance for sarcasm and slight negativity. Dorothy, the substitute teacher, and Miranda, the lawyer both mean business and tell it like it is. Yet, somehow Dorothy maintains an essence of femininity and realism that Miranda lacks (despite being 6' tall and having a man voice).

Rose Nyland versus Charlotte York


Aaaah, the innocent simpleton. The frustratingly naive and perpetually perky - every gaggle has one of these, right? Rose and Charlotte are the friends that you have to tell to put the ear muffs on when you're discussing anything that happens in either the bathroom or the bedroom. Yet, we still manage to see Charlotte get busy on the show...and some things are better left to the imagination. Rose's image? Pristine.

Sophia Petrillo versus Carrie Bradshaw

Okay, it's a stretch. And I would really rather not compare anyone to Sophia, because she's in an awesomeness league of her own, but here goes...

Sophia is the story-teller that Carrie wishes she could be. Sure, the real Bradshaw's writing has led to a couple of movies and a smutty show that rakes in the ratings, but can anyone conjure up an image like a fiesty Sicilian who begins every story with, "Picture it...."?