Sarah Jessica Parker — America’s sweetheart, New York City’s mascot, relatable queen of cold-hearted romantic comedies, human vessel of Sex and the City’s omniscient tulle-loving narrator, mother of three, and guiding light to all — is an excellent Instagram artist.
She hates filters, and loves piles of outdated technology (malfunctioning BlackBerrys, Reagan-era radio alarm clocks, and mangled piles of power strips being her favorite subjects). As often as she chronicles the activities of her kids, she chronicles detritus in the street (things she put there herself and things she takes home). In 2016, she marked every holiday with homemade promotions for her new HBO dramedy Divorce — a pumpkin with “divorce” carved into it, sugar cookies with “divorce” written on them in frosting.
america’s sweetheart doesn’t need instagram filters
Where most celebrities present glossy, idyllic portraits of life as a rich and famous person, SJP shows you her skinned knees, dirty dishes, and piles of her kids’ hair after she trims it at home. There’s a certain amount of glamour — arrays of designer shoes and blurry shots from the wings of a Justin Bieber concert — but it’s cataloged with the eye of an amateur who considers any moment of her life no more worth chronicling than any other.
Go to a Broadway show? Most celebs would post a shot posing with the stars backstage. Parker posts a Playbill amid a pile of breadcrumbs from dinner with her daughters afterwards, and captions it giving thanks for her express train subway ride home.