i saw SEX IN THE CITY the other night
and yes while I do agree that the movie was clearly made for all the fans of the TV show
and while I'm not sure someone who never saw the show would really get what we got out of it
I still loved the hell out if it
honey the movie just made me happy
i was happy all night after I left
and I went to see the movie with my
hmm well I guess my Miranda- my best gal pal T
super mom, ruler of corporate america, with a house in brooklyn and an arty hubby...
according to more then once source
im something of a Carrie, well a tomboy version of Carrie
minus the shoes, labels, cigarettes, zero body fat, whoring around and heterosexuality
but you know
except for all that just alike
actually many years before the TV show
i came across the Sex in the city column in the new york observer
and it made me literally green with jealousy
that column an open forum a free rant on Candice's life
was just what i wanted
that and the Fran Liebowitz columnn, the back page of interview magazine
in which she just ranted about whatever the fuck she wanted to
i was actually in the midst of bitching about my dream column
when the divine jill matrix set me up this web site
in which i could rant
and thats how i wound up here with you
but i digress
the movie made me happy
why?
well i'm a sucker for love
super, sappy, sucker for love
and i'm also a sucker for loving NYC
or at least what's left of it
now that its quickly being turned into BOSTON
the movie celebrates both
and it throws in camp, fun, great friendship, lots of sex
and many a killer cocktail
im fairly sure by the way, that i drank cosmos well before i saw carrie, samantha, charlotte and miranda drink them
but i, like many others will now think of the girls, like old friends, when i do down a cosmo
anyway
afterwards t and i went for really bad wine
and fairly lousy food at an outdoor eatery
and i watched the array of 20-something sex in the city etttes parade by
in very little clothing, high heels
trying oh so hard to seem like they were'nt trying
and i felt so happy
to be past all that
and well really to have never been there in the first place
just sitting outside
so comfortable in the moment
and in my own skin
that i didn't even send the lousy wine back
and sipped the acid laced glass of savingon blanc
like it was nector of the gods
