I can’t help but wonder how Carrie Bradshaw would be living today with all of this talk about recession, stimulus packages and financial woes. Would her apartment be just as fabulous, or would she forgo the updates and spend her hard-earned cash on more shoes?
I’d hope her apartment would stay just as chic as when production designer Jeremy Conway and set decorator Lydia Marks first laid hands on the glamorous interior. So I took it upon myself to recreate the look of her superstar bedroom — on a major budget. I like to call this the “Recession-Friendly Bradshaw Abode.” Read more … Keep reading »
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the evolution of my personal style. As a kid I was a chubby tomboy who favored dirty overalls and baggy T-shirts. In middle and high school, inspired by the indie music scene, I became a thrift shop queen (budding hipster?) with a large collection of vintage T-shirts. In college I decided I would become rural Oregon’s answer to Carrie Bradshaw and often wore tutus to my Comparative Religions class. Keep reading »
It’s been four months, but I’m still ranting about the monstrosity that was “Sex and the City 2.” Who knew it was possible for Carrie Bradshaw to become any more vile and self-absorbed than she already was? I didn’t anticipate that I would come to loathe Samantha for behaving like a fanny pack-less ugly American or that I would actually sincerely walk out of the theater thinking, Miranda is the only one of those hens that I don’t want to tar, feather, and then deep fry. Never mind the fact that I actively rooted for Big to drop Carrie like a hot potato, I didn’t even feel a tingle in my nether regions when Aidan appeared on screen. This was “Sex and the City” — where was the sex?! Where was the city?! I hated every second I spent in the theater torturing my eyes with that hot mess of a motion picture.
Still, despite all of these complaints and Chris Noth’s passing-the-buck claim that fan and critical reaction has killed any chance of a third film, I can think of five very good reasons to make “Sex and the City 3.” Keep reading »
“It’s over. The franchise is dead. The press killed it. It’s like all the critics got together and said, ‘This franchise must die.’ Because they all had the exact same review. It’s like they didn’t see the movie.”
—Chris Noth reveals that there won’t be a “Sex and the City 3″ since number two was received so poorly. He thinks a conspiracy is what caused the across-the-board bad reviews, but we have an alternate theory: The movie just really, really sucked. [NY Post]
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The casting department did a pretty spot-on job for this latest porn spoof on the hit HBO show and movie franchise — especially Charlotte! But the question on everyone’s lips? Will Carrie keep her bra on the entire time, just as Sarah Jessica Parker did in each of her character’s love scenes? Check out one more slightly sexier photo, after the jump … [Fleshbot via The Gloss] Keep reading »
A “Sex And The City” fan took things a little too far, racking up 1,000 sexual partners in 10 years to emulate her idol, Samantha Jones, according to The Times of India. The promiscuous fan, Christina Saunders, aspired to have the confidence and sexual prowess of Samantha, and so she challenged herself to the conquests. Think we’re joking? Read on. Keep reading »