Saturday, May 31, 2008

Sex and the City, the morning after

Last night was Sex and The City night! As planned, seven crazy ladies and I made our way to the movies. I will leave the film itself alone as to not spoil anybody’s fun, and will instead recall some funny moments of the night.

**** So somehow I was under the impression that the Barbican (a cool cultural centre here in London where we saw the film) was offering free Cosmopolitans before the film. I read the email they sent, and somehow mentally included the word “free” in there. The barman was not amused when I showed him the email asking for my free drink.

**** Talking about Cosmopolitans, imagine a cinema full of slightly drunk, over excited women…let’s just say they (well…we) applauded a lot, from when the trailers ended to the when signature tune of the series started playing.

**** Oh, and someone shouted “Nice bum Steeeve”. Truth be told, he does have a nice bum which should have been explored in more details during the series.

**** When we got to the bar I have previously researched (near the Barbican and supposed to close at 2AM, which is pretty late for London), it was empty and about to close. “But it said on your website that you closed at 2”, I cried to the manager. “So sorry love, only on Saturdays. I am actually really sorry as you girls are the cutest costumers I had all day”, said the bar manager.

And with that, eight girls cruised to the next bar with a little spring in their steps. The rest, my friends, is history.

Bellow: HOT, HOT, HOT. Carrie & Mr. Big on the pages of Vogue.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Sex and the city

Tickets bought for watching the film on Friday, me and another 7 crazy ladies, and hoping nobody spills the beans on the plot before I hit the cinema.

The plan is to watch the film, have lots of Cosmopolitans and, in my case, come to work the next day with a very un-Carrie-like hangover.

I do confess I am excited and unashamed of it. But then again, I can bore dinner party guests to death by talking about the merits of the series, with the help of my converted man.

So, in preparation for the film, here are my all-time favourite SATC quotes.

“My hair hurts”, Charlotte, the morning after the night before, with a very un-Charlotte-like hangover.

“I will wear whatever and blow whomever I want as long as I can breathe and kneel”, Samantha, being Samantha.

Detective: You Irish? Miranda: No, why? Detective: Coz you have beautiful red hair. Miranda: Well I guess anybody can be Irish with the right colourist. (Hot detective, does anyone remember??)

Carrie: So are you saying there's no way you'd go out with a guy who lived with his family? Samantha: Well... maybe Prince William.

Carrie: But... this is an outfit! When being asked to take off her shoes at a party (Oooh, I so empathize…skinny jeans with socks is not a good look)

(And how could we forget...Smith, we miss you!)

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Shoe art

And you thought your shoes were crazy, Miuccia!

Brought to my attention by my lovely friend DD, the mad and amazing creations of Marloes ten Bhömer.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Love is...

On the sunniest and hottest Sunday in London...
And with a hangover that made even my hair hurt...
Spend 3 hours inside a dark pub watching not one, but two simultaneous football games...
Just because it is the final and your man is a crazy Chelsea fan.

The team could at least have had the decency of winning the match.