See, I can't watch things like that, or else I have to kill myself, since I look like I ate the entire cast. With bacon.
And fried with cheese!
Which is to say, me too.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
See, I can't watch things like that, or else I have to kill myself, since I look like I ate the entire cast. With bacon.
And fried with cheese!
Which is to say, me too.
Edit: Uh, I swear I posted this in Boxed Set... Moving now.
Except that they all have flings or disasters and about once a season we'd hear "Samantha NEVER fell in love" and she would proceed to.
Also true.
My only real visual memory of this show is, and always will be, the image of Carrie wandering about in the pink tutu with all the gratuitous nippleage.
My only real visual memory of this show is, and always will be, the image of Carrie wandering about in the pink tutu with all the gratuitous nippleage.
You missed the ass ruffle? Lucky you.
There were multiple ass ruffles, sadly.
I was a single 30-something woman in the City while they were filming that show and didn't know anyone who resembled any of the women on it.
Well, I liked going to the Betsey Johnson store and getting markdowns. That's a label.
For billytea, in honor of his father's, um, honor.
I never understood the show. At all.
More than likely it's because I am not at all the key demographic, very far removed, in fact, but still?
Also, could someone somewhere explain to me the apparent appeal of Sarah Jessica Parker. I appreciate her as an actress and all... Or at least recognize that there are people who do. In any case, it is lost on me.
I'm going to, once again, show my vanilla status.
I love SatC, but I've discovered that I don't actually *love* SatC, I love the toned-down, air-on-network-television SatC.
My thesis buddy and I are planning to go see the movie...maybe this weekend. Though, this weekend is suddenly very busy. How do I manage to do that?
In completely shallow news, I just went to spend my Lane Bryant Bucks on new workish tops for the summer (as I'm hopefully starting a summer-long temp position this week) and ended up buying a dress/suit and two pairs of pants because I have apparently lost so much weight that their tops swim on me. I am thrilled by this development, though my wardrobe is not.