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Showing posts with label sex and the city. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex and the city. Show all posts

Thursday

thursday review: sex and the city 2!

I didn't have any memorable WTF moments this week [at least not any fashion related ones], so I figured I'd do a little non-spoiler-review of the S&TC2 movie!

I was really worried this movie was going to ruin the series--as much as I love the girls, I kind of just wanted the series to end as the series. I mean, breaking up with them was hard! I CRIED during the finale!! But I have to admit that seeing them on the big screen is always comforting, like visiting with friends that let you can pick up where you left off no matter how long it's been.

And I wasn't disappointed this time. It wasn't AMAZING, or as exciting as the first movie, but, like SJP said in a recent TV interview, it was a good just-for-fun summer film, and a nice break from the depressing aspects of the first film. Of course there were many ridiculous moments [like that karaoke scene? wtf?], but I enjoyed it overall. And, I'll admit, I was really happy to see Aidan again :)

My favorite outfits were the first couple days in Abu Dhabi--granted they were ridiculous--but I especially liked Carrie's look in the middle of the desert [above] and Samantha's gold harem pants. Miranda's closet also got a major update, go girl!

Can you imagine how much easier life would be if all your favorite, most dependable people lived right next to you? I think that's actually one of the least believable aspects of S&TC... my girls are spread out all over the US. It makes me sad and wistful.

Did you enjoy the movie? Who thinks the third will happen/do you want it to?


Until next time, ladies...

Wednesday

workwear wednesday: carried away

In honor of the Sex and the City 2 movie premiere tonight [which I am sadly not attending! I guess I am a real adult], I decided to do workwear Carrie Bradshaw style..

The longer I look at this outfit, the more convinced I am that this is an actual outfit Carrie wore... Anyone know? I thought I made it up, but CB is so far inside my unconscious who can tell. I had a hard time deciding if she'd go with a sheath dress or fit-n-flare, but I knew she'd dig those shoes [she definitely already owns them], and the weird, totally impractical bag.

Wouldn't it be nice to get to dress up like this for work everyday? It's a "sitting pretty" look, I think. I've decided assistants just cannot wear heels successfully. I'll have to wait for a promotion to get some use out of all those damn things sitting, and waiting, in my closet..

P.S. In perfect timing, it's also Fleet Week in NYC... reminding me of one of my all-time favorite S&TC episodes. I snapped this photo on 5th ave and immediately thought of Samantha.

"Seamen, 12 o'clock!"


"I pray when I turn around there are sailors... because with her, you never know."

Thursday

the debate: hillary's freakout

Most of have you have probably seen the video of Hillary Clinton's exasperated, irritated "I AM THE SECRETARY OF STATE, NOT MY HUSBAND!" to the Congolese student asking her to enlighten us on Bill's view. (See the video on the The Lede, NYT's new blog.)

I graduated from a women's college that had Hillary as our graduation speaker. I'm a big fan--she's putting scratches in the glass ceiling, yada yada. Obviously, I get where she's coming from: why does this student not care about HER, the woman's, point of view? Aren't we trying to further women's roles in government, society--can't a woman act, think, and be important without her husband in the picture?

Samantha: "Emotional" is just code for "I don't want to hire a woman."
Miranda: They're like that at my firm. They're afraid you're going to cry over a legal brief.

The problem is not so much the core of her reaction, I think, but how she expressed the feelings. It goes back to the age-old problem of women being unable to show emotion because it wrecks our reputation, stunts our growth in the workplace, the world. Thank about that Sex and the City episode, where Samantha is trying to get the Richard account or when Charlotte cries at the gallery. As I kept saying throughout Hillary's campaign for presidency when they were lamenting her lack of emotion (she was TOO manly, apparently), if she had been too womanly, she would've had just as big, if not a bigger, problem! Case and point, here, I think.

The thing is, I also find it hard myself to express strong emotions without coming off too... too. I tend to cry when I get angry--maybe because those emotions don't have a lot of room to bounce around in this little body. I don't know. It seems we're kind of screwed as women--a man overreacting is, simply, a manly man; a woman, however, is PMS-ing (even on menopause, as they explained on The View--whose side are they on?).

What do you think?