Yes, Charlotte is not for herself, but she is in dire need of a condom. She needs to buy them for Lily and her boyfriend, Blake, who is about to do the act for the first time. With all the drugstores closed due to the snow apocalypse, Charlotte calls and asks Carrie if she has spares. (Carrie is not.)
As some might have expected from her character in the Sex and the City version, it turns out that Lily and Locke are raised by .wake charlotteShe’s a genuinely sex-active mom, even teaching her daughter to prioritize her own pleasure over that of her partner.
Eventually, Charlotte grabbed a ton of condom options, delivered them to Blake’s parents’ house, and gave Lily a quick hug before her daughter ran upstairs. It’s certainly a bit awkward, but it’s also a surprisingly tender moment. I can hardly imagine many of us born before the Clinton administration had this kind of interaction with our parents. When Charlotte told Lily that her parents made sex unspeakable, she said the same thing. Maybe Charlotte doesn’t want her children growing up with the same stifling ideas about sex that she does. Charlotte may be a traditionalist in many ways, but this is progressive parenting.
In Brooklyn, Steve and Miranda find themselves alone in their old house, and Miranda decides to use the opportunity to do some dirty work that she knows she can’t put off forever. She pressured Steve to move out, but their relationship soon soured.
Steve loudly claims it’s his home. He built a kitchen, re-floored, and installed bookshelves. However, Miranda reminded Miranda that she bought it with money. With the jab Steve pushes the limits and cuts Miranda as deep as possible, screaming that Miranda never wanted to move there, never wanted him, and never even Brady.
Suddenly the room was flooded with too much truth.
Miranda sobs and tries to leave and puts on her coat, but Steve manages to stop her and apologize profusely. The two eventually lie down lovingly next to each other in bed and Miranda apologizes to Steve for causing her so much pain.
