The Sex Was Even Better the Second Time Around…

For those of you who have seen it and especially for those of you who haven’t, Sex and the City was better the second time around. I went to see it a little over a week after my first viewing and I’m still raving about it. Cinderella’s glass slipper has nothing on Carrie Bradshaw’s(… I mean Preston’s) blue satin Manolo Blahnik pumps. The film was funnier and sexier in round two, after seeing it once I found you were able to laugh more and take it all in with more perspective, with more attention to every article of clothing and every word being spoken. It just keeps getting better; it’s something to savour after all the tv series’ reruns. I laughed, I cried, I clapped and my world is a better place since this movie has officially entered the vault of my favourite movies of all time. All I’m thinking now is if it was so great in round two I can’t wait to get it home with me. Saying that this movie is a must-see is an understatement: it’s more like a half of your life’s missing if you don’t see it kind of movie. So if you do nothing else this summer, watch it at least once and possibly a couple more.

The Sex was good. Nay the sex was GREAT!

Our favourite female foursome hit the box office this weekend in style (as if they could do anything else). I went to see it the first chance I got and I loved it! Taking a show with such stature and such a high reputation to the big screen was no easy test, but they did it and they did right. Sex and the City is a hit: just the right combination of sex, Manolo's and friendship! Now I don’t want to give anything away so all I’ll say is the ending was kismet. For those of you who haven’t seen it, shame on you and get out there now and “Get Carried Away”. I was bursting with pleasure as I was transported back into the world of those four beautiful women. It had its laughter, its tears, cosmo’s and a heavy dose of sex and fashion. With Samantha’s insatiable appetite, Charlotte’s adorable perfectionism, Miranda’s cynical outlook on life and Carrie’s quest for love in the big city the film was destined for greatness. There were times I was worried about my favourite foursome but in the end everything was as it should have been. I fell in love with Carrie, Charlotte, Miranda and Samantha all over again. I envied their friendship the whole way through, and after watching them in their final debut thought to myself, it’s friends like those that make your life. You’d expect nothing less than an tantalising fashion prescription from these women of New York who have nurtured the inner fashionista in all of us for the last ten years. It was the perfect goodbye to the women of Sex and the City who will live on in each of us; after all they each represent a different part of every woman’s persona.