since i’ve decided to not watch actual tv this summer (two weeks and counting) and all really wanted to do was sack out in front of the tv tonight, i rented the fourth season of Sex in the City. not a good idea. i’ve spent the last 2.5 hours sitting in front of the tv like a brain dead moron. even worse, it’s making me feel all schmoopy and romantic and horny. that’s probably why i love this cheesedog show so much. that, and i’m worried that i think i’m carrie bradshaw, well except for the wardrobe, shoe fetish, long curly blonde hair and hot body. someone should just shoot me now. or take me out on a date.
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Let me run down these “qualities” of Carrie Bradshaw/Sarah Jessica Parker.
Wardrobe: Expensive clothing = Big time money sucker. Save some cash and buy clothes at Target or the mall. Fashion designers need to feel the economic pinch a little bit more to release some of their massive egos.
Shoe fetish: See “Wardrobe”. A trip to payless will be more rewarding.
Long curly blonde hair: Long? Yes. Curly? Yes. Blonde? No; It’s flesh-colored, thinning and showing stress. Ugly hair; UUUUUUUGLY!
Hot body: Skinny, boney, and otherwise emaciated does not “Hot” make. She still has the “Square Pegs” long horse-face and fake sincerity.
In summary, she falls terribly short of Jodi Chromeyness.
We do a Sex in the City marathon every year, watching the whole thing in one go. Carrie’s time at Vogue cracked me up. “I’m drunk…….at Vogue.” “You’re naked….at Vogue.”
i haven’t watched the whole thing yet. only the first six episodes. all i have to say is that if i had to choose between aidan and big, i might just throw myself off the brooklyn bridge.
yes…thomas..yet she looks infinitely better and poised than most of us..why dont you drag your payless loving ass down to guttersnipeville…exist in your ugliness…but let us carrie lovers live in ours;)hmm?
ps: shes gorgeous and you know it!
Such a poignant and well constructed personal attack. Oh Boudelier! I must acquiesce to your infinitely superior argument that “shes (sic) gorgeous and (I) know it!” Oh, wait a minute; February is “Patronize a Cretin” month. Mea culpa.
In the future, oh so “brave” anonymous poster, ensure you can correctly pose your insults before committing them to electronic “pen and paper”; “payless-loving” (include the hyphen) and “Guttersnipe-ville” (hyphenate and capitalize a proper place) would have resounded with a much less trailer-esque tone. And as far as recommending me to “exist in (my) ugliness”; My dear child, if beauty in YOUR world is Sarah Jessica Parker, then you must live in some bizarro world where cats chase dogs, rain falls up and emaciated, harsh-featured, self-absorbed women are the standard of beauty. With those qualities being upheld in your plane of existence, I am (and the rest of the normal thinking world are) far better off here in reality.
On a more positive note, last night we got to watch the new Sex and the City episode, ooh I’d like Mikail Barishnakov (sp?) to nibble on my neck and feed me chocolate. Carrie has lost some of her post-baby bosom, but is still wearing dark bras that show through her evening wear, and she carries it off just fine. Afterwards was the season premiere of Curb Your Enthusiasm. My husband squirmmed, but I laughed out loud, and we got to hear Ben Stiller say “fuck” without being censored!