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    26/06/2008 11:05 AM - (SA)
    It doesn't only happen in the city
    Nina Harvey


    WHAT is it about four 30-something women talking about love and sex that has the world so hyped up?

    What is it with women and tal?king? Why do we constantly feel the need to analyse, scrutinise and fantasise about absolutely everything?

    I can hear all the guys saying, "Yeah, what's up with that?".

    With the worldwide release of the long-awaited movie version of "Sex and the City", the scent of "girl po?wer" is once again in the air, but not in that stale old fashioned "I'll burn my bra if you call me 'girl' one more time" way.

    No, in this case it is neatly pac?kaged in a sequined Armani dress and a pair of Jimmy Choo's stilettoes.

    But aside from the fabulous ? often outrageous ? wardrobes, and fun, flirtatious dialogue, the real appeal, I believe, lies in the ongoing girl talk and the honesty that lies within those conversations.

    Deny it as they may, and trust me they will deny it, women love to gossip. Put us in a room, throw in a glass of wine and juicy story, and you may as well close the door and start watching the "Band of Bro?thers" series or the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy, because we are going to be a while! There is an old saying that goes, "It isn't real until you have told your best friend".

    This is a motto we take very seriously.

    Whether it's a first date, a wedding proposal or wild weekend under the covers, until you have spilled the dirt over coffee or a glass of vino, it may as well not have happened.

    But what is it about women that drives us to share stories?

    To break the mystery for you boys, that is usually the main reason we "powder our noses" toge?ther when we are out on the town.

    US author Erica Jong once said, "Men have always detested wo?men's gossip because they suspect the truth: their measurements are being taken and compared".

    Well, don't worry. This is not the case. Well, not always.

    If we are out at a club and go off to the ladies' room together, it's usually because we have something dishy, or someone dishy, to chat about ? and what better place to do that than in the confines of the ladies, away from all prying men's ears? Plus, we can check out our lip-stick and make sure we still look fabulous at the same time.

    Every women is completely different, and I am sure there are those who detest the idea of ladies room gossip, but it is in our sha?ring that we find comfort.

    Many of us are, unfortunately, often quite insecure: in our bodies, in ourselves and in our choices.

    We over-complicate and over-think things, and even with reassurance from our partners we still, at certain times in our lives, feel inadequate.

    By sharing our thoughts with our friends, we begin to realise that we are not alone in our insecurities, which I can promise you, makes us feel a whole lot better.

    So when we go off with the girls to chat about you guys, don't be scared. We generally just want to know that they like you, and the only reason we want to know that is because we like you.

    Yes, our conversations may veer into some uncharted territory ? our minds are often just as mischievous as yours ? but my advice is to not try figure us out or even try find out what we are talking about.

    Just leave us to it. If you stop your lady from having her "Sex and the City"-style ladies' afternoons, just remember that those frustrations need to be vented eventually, and usually that will mean an ear-ba?shing for you.

    An ear-bashing that will usually involve the words, "You never listen to me", or "You think I?m fat, don't you?" and often end with the phrase, "I'm fine!".

    Which we all know is code for, "You are going to pay for this la?ter".




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