I could never understand why Miranda was so reviled by pretty much every human on Earth. Some people say she was a pessimistic rude ass, I say homegirl was realistic. But even if you fancied yourself a "Samantha" or even a "Charlotte," there were times that we all had a little Miranda in us. Like it or not (and I love it), we've all been about that Miranda Hobbes life at some point.
#1 -- When, in life, this was an actual outfit choice.
It's just one of them days that we all go through. Yet, Miranda looks jaunty as shit.
#2 -- When confronted with this:
And her only valid option was to do this:
NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE. Eat your feelings and hide the evidence.
#3 -- When "exciting" stuff wasn't that exciting.
#4 -- When she just wanted eat her friggin' I'm-in-a-rut food without a Judgy McJudgesalot on her jock.
Can't a bitch just eat some cold noodles in peace?
#5 -- When she didn't feel the need to see any of her exes, like, EVER ever again.
Somebody's got to move out of town. I don't want to see you buying TylenolPM and clearance Herbal Essence shampoo at CVS.
#6 -- When she was compelled to eat trash cake.
Seriously, if you haven't eaten cake from the garbage, I don't even know you.
#7 -- When the father of her unborn child proposed to her with a second-hand ring, and she responded appropriately.
Which is with a solid, "What are you, fucking crazy?" obviously.
#8 -- Baby showers.
Nobody wants to guess candy bar poop.
#9 -- When hiding was easier that facing an awkward ass situation.
#10 -- When she was over it, and just had zero effs left to rub together.
We feel you, sister. Hardcore.
Deal with it, guys, we're a Miranda. Even though sometimes we're all pretty Stanford-y.
