Sarah Jessica Parker has the cover story for New York Magazine this week to talk about the upcoming movie version of Sex and the City.

Unfortunately, as Jezebel rightly points out, she seems not to have an understanding of how she became an A-list celebrity. And, um, rich.

Just to dissect, point by point:

It is a famous fact about Sarah Jessica Parker that she is a good girl. She objects to things that are “vulgar.”

Yet she was the star and executive producer of the show that brought “funky spunk” into the lexicon.

“You know, when I arrived in the city in 1976, New York was financially a wreck,” she remembers. “But to me it’s the New York that Matthew and I literally try to find every day of our lives. It was the best place in the world. It was literature. It promised everything. And for someone who loved food and smells and stimulation, who was rocked to sleep by the sound of taxis—well, there’s just so much money now, and the city is so affluent, and all the colors, all the shops, the look of a street from block to block is just terribly absent of distinguishing coffee shops, bodegas. All of that stuff that made it possible to live in New York is gone.”

Says the woman who owns up to having “well over 100 pairs of Manolo Blahniks.” And furthermore, who is single-handedly responsible for Average Jane’s awareness of the $500-a-pop shoe designer.

She recalls a conversation back when she was considering doing the Garnier ads she eventually signed up for, “and I thought, I can’t do that, it’s not part of being an actor, and this one actor I really, really respected, we were talking about endorsements, and he said, ‘At least you’re not doing hair care.’ I thought, Oh, thank God. I would have been so ashamed.”

Right.

Look, like every other mid-20s single girl between New York and Los Angeles, I loved Sex and the City. I own the box set, the original Candace Bushnell novel, and the coffee-table book (though I stopped at the Carrie necklace). And I will be first in line on May 30, in my highest stiletto heels and with every girlfriend in tow, to see the big-screen adaptation.

But I don’t need Sarah Jessica Parker to be out there castigating materialism and sex when there’s never been a show that’s done more to glorify either.