NYC (AND BEYOND): CRUMPLED TWENTY
By Nora Zelevansky / April 2nd, 2009
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So, US WEEKLY is reporting that the next Sex and The City movie will come out in summer 2010! Okay, so I admit it, I'm excited. I know I'll be at the theater with all the other ladies, devouring a Slurpee(!) and an entire tub of popcorn, while I watch Carrie cry over Big and wonder how I'll ever have her arms, if I eat all this movie theater crap.
Actually, some people say I remind them of her, but no SJP bod for me. No SJP closet either. Boo. No, I probably look like her in the face (which, lord love her, is pleasant, but also a bit Sea Biscuit-esque when they try to slick her hair back like in The Family Stone). I mean, I know she's supposed to be uptight, but does she have to be fug? Hopefully, it's mostly Carrie Bradshaw's mannerisms, chosen profession and love of puns that links us. Punny, punny . . .
Anyhoo, I'm excited, BUT (and you knew the BIG BUT was coming) what can they possibly do next? I mean, Samantha is post-menopausal, Miranda is living in Brooklyn with Steve (again), Charlotte has babies galore and Carrie, well, she has her Big. And we know his name! Johnny boy . . . All I'm saying is that I cannot watch Carrie & Big break up again. I can't. I just don't buy that he is that much of an asshole, you know?
Well, only time will tell. You know, sometimes in NYC . . . blah, blah, blah.
xo – N.