I just watched Sex and the City opening weekend. I showed up in sandals, t-shirt, and jean skirt - totally underdressed among ladies who got decked out for this occasion.
I'm reminded of this because today I stepped out of the office, which happens to be across the street from Buddakhan (the restaurant where Carrie has her rehearsal dinner in the movie). I am currently in a car home 'cause 'tis past 10pm right now. I step out in a backpack in commuter shoes, carrying my rainboots which I am finally taking home for the next rainy day (keke). Walking the cobblestone streets of the Meatpacking district are women who look like they just stepped out of Sex and the City. High-waisted red silk skirts and heels, or sequined dresses. Too much for a Wednesday, but exactly what you would see in the movie. That will never be me.
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