And just like that, it’s over. And I feel this odd void in my heart—one I didn’t realize was there. I grew up with these characters. Back in June of 1998, when the show first aired, I was in high school, dreaming about what life would look like after college. Maybe it would be living on those same NYC streets, having brunch with friends, and collecting endless dating stories.
Sex and the City defined so much for so many of us. I’ve complained plenty about the lack of that same spark in this spinoff, but knowing it’s ending leaves me lonely for these on-screen friends I’ve laughed with, admired (and questioned) their style choices, and watched stumble through life in a way that was both totally unrealistic and strangely approachable. Things were messy, far-fetched, and unbelievable, yet always felt like they could somehow happen.
So, let’s get into this last episode of And Just Like That.
Episode 12: “Party of One”
Carrie takes herself to a sleek new restaurant, carrying a bag I cannot identify (please, one of you help us out). The space is ultra-modern—iPads for ordering, robots for delivering—yet weirdly archaic about dining solo. The hostess plops “Tommy Tomato,” a giant plush doll, across from Carrie so she won’t eat alone. That scene had me in a tailspin.
Once again, Lisa is in her dark editing room working on her documentary, but this time, she finally draws a line. It’s work, and she makes it clear. The conversation with her husband was murky in words but clear in intent: a much-needed boundary has been set.
Steve’s return in this episode made me happy. He has always been a core part of the series, and when he tells Miranda they’ll be great grandparents, complete with that classic Steve smirk, my heart melted.
Meanwhile, Seema is blissfully in love with Adam, though blindsided by his belief that marriage isn’t necessary. This shakes her, since her life blueprint always included a wedding. But later, in a conversation with Carrie, Adam reveals he plans to spend every day with Seema anyway, marriage or not. He’s the unexpected hero we didn’t know we needed.
Then came the bridal show in D.C., and my frustration hit an all-time high. What a golden opportunity to showcase all four women with their bags front and center! Instead, we got frustrating little glimpses.
Seema, at least, looked magnificent in an outrageously glorious Fendi coat, with her Fendi Peekaboo casually resting on the ground beside her. She was busy chatting with Carrie during the show (something Carrie herself would never do—fashion show etiquette is sacred). Meanwhile, Charlotte and Lisa had their own moment discussing marriage, which gave Lisa her final a-ha.
Carrie, on the other hand, is still wrestling with being alone. She admits to Charlotte, “Maybe just me. It’s not a tragedy; it’s just a fact.”
Of course, Joy had to show up to suck the joy out of everything one last time. She skips Miranda’s Thanksgiving because her dog is sick. To be fair, it is entirely valid—please, care for your pup—but it felt like another unnecessary Joy-centric subplot. Even in that moment, the writers couldn’t resist making her grating.
Miranda’s Thanksgiving itself was pure chaos in the best way. Guests popping in, dropping out, and yes, leaving droppings (I really didn’t need that level of detail). Carrie is there throughout, while we also get snippets of every other couple celebrating their version of happily ever after.
But the moment that stuck with me most was Carrie’s final outfit: a tulle skirt. Fans of the original series know that one of the most iconic early shots is of Carrie in a white tank and a light pink tulle skirt. Here, decades later, she ends the series alone in her apartment, singing and dancing in a more mature version of that same look. As Carrie would say, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was meant to show her arc—she has grown, but she is still, undeniably, herself.
“The woman realized she was not alone; she was on her own.”
I will miss this show. Yes, it wasn’t the best all the time but still the fashion! Confession time–I never watched all of SATC because I guess I didn’t have the cable channel or something so after the finale, it went into S1, epi1 so I am watching from the start. First off–the fashion just was not there, basically blah sheath dresses, and blah shoes (though it does show the start of Carrie’s shoe fixation). And Mr. Big–so good looking and really–Carrie is a pain in the butt, needy and whiney while he is being definitely real with his expectations.
I actually want to watch the entire series from start to finish all over again – I am not sure I ever did in its entirety, but I want to!!
And just like that.. It cancelled and i will miss the show. Good bye old friends.
I do wish they kept the four girls and fun story lines. The new additions were duds and the story lines were bad but the worst of all the fashion was off – where is Pat Fields?????