And then, White Stripes' Blue Orchid will play. After that, some obscure song from a boyband or something.
When something ends, something else finds its beginning. When one door closes, another one opens. I'm so glad for you. OF COURSE IT'S HARD! Whoever said it was easy never started in the first place. It's for the best. If you didn't to it earlier, I would've pounded him for the loneliness he inflicted upon you.
Unofficial Sex and the City: The Movie review
Thursday (today) was English 120, our last paper. Khadijah managed to drag me out of the house yesterday to watch Sex and the City. In her defense, she had been "saving" the movie for me and Iona. At such a statement, won't you drop what you're doing and go?
I did not regret going out. Thank God for fiercely cold air-conditioning.
We three girls were the only girls in the cinema. There was another girl with her boyfriend (poor guy) a few rows in front of us. Scattered in the hall were four or five other guys. Single. Guys. MEN. Watching Sex and the City. ALONE. We didn't know what to make of it. Do you?
I've never seen a single episode of SATC, and I'm sure the girls haven't, either. We do watch SATC:Domesticated though. (Read: Desperate Housewives)
We all like Charlotte (the pregnant one) the most. Samantha Jones (the one from LA) seems like Edie, and Miranda (Brady's mom) was just so unforgiving. Carrie is decked fabulously throughout the movie. (hate the gladiator sandals) Kind of dissapointed Amsale wasn't featured in the Vogue wedding shoot, though.
In Grey's Anatomy: Amsale's dress on Christina Yang. Izzie wore Amsale to the SGH ball, too.
Did you know SJP wore 80 outfits throughout the movie?
And Anna Wintour actually sent her creative team to direct the Vogue photo shoot? Khadi and I were gasping and cursing Carrie the whole scene.
"We should get married at 40,"-me
Guys who watch this movie expecting sex are seriously seriously kataks di bawah tempurung. Whoever said Sex and the City was about SEX? It's all about the labels, love! Manolo, Jimmy Choo, Chanel, Gucci, Prada-and about the most timeless label of all, as said by Carrie, friendship.
The other reason I love this movie is because it kicks 27 Dresses and Made of Honor's @$$ so hard. SATC doesn't kid the viewers, and it's sophisticated. The soundtrack is 5-star as well. Two words: LABELS OR LOVE. That's ...*counts*...three. Who cares, it's Fergie we're talking about!
4.5/5 Stars
Labels or Love-Fergie
Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing them boys and shop some more.
1 comment:
"Scattered in the hall were four or five other guys. Single. Guys. MEN. Watching Sex and the City. ALONE. We didn't know what to make of it. Do you?"
The title of the movie says it all. As they say, "Sex sells." Poor, duped men. Haha!
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