In the city of New York, there are over 4 million women. And Big, it seemed, wanted to date them all. Welcome to the Age of Options. Playing the field was the new power suit and monogamy was like last season Prada: outdated and hard to find. I couldn't help but wonder: in a world where the next best thing is just a right swipe away—was exclusivity left to die? Was every modern relationship destined to leave you green with envy, red with anger, or just plain blue? Well, even if polygamy was the new It Bag, just like Skechers and Scrunchies, some trends were not for me. I was looking for all-consuming love. And like we learned in kindergarten, if a boy is making you blue, it's time to pack up your crayons (and your construction paper clutch) and go home. Sure, there were a lot of women in New York, but as a wise one once sang: I'm every woman. It's all in me. And if that's not enough to beat his FOMO, then it's time to walk home solo. Because I'd rather be alone than on the side. And I'd rather be with my girls than be just another one of his. #CarrieDragshaw