介绍:
New York's Last Seduction:
Loving Mr. Big
A fortyish movie producer I'll call Samantha Jones walked into Bowery Bar,
and, as usual, we all looked up to see whom she was with. Samantha was
always with at least four men, and the game was to pick out which one was her
lover. Of course, it wasn't really much of a game, because the boyfriend was
too easy to spot. Invariably, he was the youngest, and good-looking in that B-
Hollywood actor kind of way— and he would sit there with a joyously stupid
expression on his face (if he had just met Sam) or a bored, stupid look on his
face, if he had been out with her a few times. If he had, it would be beginning
to dawn on him that no one at the table was going to talk to him. Why should
they, when he was going to be history in two weeks?
We all admired Sam. First of all, it's not that easy to get twenty-five-yearold
guys when you're in your early forties. Second, Sam is a New York
inspiration. Because if you're a successful single woman in this city, you have
two choices: You can beat your head against the wall trying to find a relationship,
or you can say "screw it" and just go out and have sex like a man.
Thus: Sam.
This is a real question for women in New York these days. For the first
time in Manhattan history, many women in their thirties to early forties have
as much money and power as men—or at least enough to feel like they don't
need a man, except for sex. While this paradox is the topic of many an
analytic hour, recently my friend Carrie, a journalist in her mid-thirties,
decided, as a group of us were having tea at the Mayfair Hotel, to try it out
in the real world. To give up on love, as it were, and throttle up on power, in
order to find contentment. And, as we'll see, it worked. Sort of.
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