In the wake of the three-years-too-late-and-counting movie, let's put Sex & The City in its proper perspective.
Here's a short list of awful (recent) things Sex & The City is responsible for: 1. This photo.
All the Cosmos and Jimmy Choos and puns and Carrie-name-necklaces of
Sex & The City had a hideous ripple effect that still reverberates today. Case in point, this still of Sex & The City impersonators hired by Rachel and Kelsey, two very privileged, very impressionable birthday girls from a recent episode of My Super Sweet 16.
The theme of their party? Sixteen In The City. Get it? Congratulations, Sex & The City! You are the #1 aspiration/party theme for bored, rich teens looking to make their friends jealous by spending enough money to get featured on an MTV reality show about fantastically spoiled brats!
Sometimes you don't realize the extent of the ridiculousness of something until you see it in a different context. That's what makes celebrity impersonators so useful. Because even though Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte are pretty cartoonish characters on TV, seeing them badly impersonated on an episode of My Super Sweet 16 makes you realize what a bunch of annoying, poorly drawn, slutty clown characters they really are.
Good wigs, though. Rachel and Kelsey really went all out. 2. This joke.
From Us Weekly:
Rosie O'Donnell also told the crowd that when you do a show with a group of gals, "before you know it, you've got a Jimmy Choo in your back!"
Remember back in the pre-Sex-&-The-City days when expensive shoes were just expensive shoes and not some lame shorthand for super-sophisticated, sexily-empowered, career-oriented-but-still-looking-for-THE-ONE galhood? Now Rosie O'Donnell uses "Jimmy Choo" as a punchline on her lesbians-and-their-kids cruise. Clearly, we as a society can never go back. 3. This show.
It's Lipstick Jungle, the new NBC series by Candace Bushnell, complete with a nauseating tagline "They're not looking for Mr. Big, they are Mr. Big"! (watch the trailer
here)
OMG! That bed is sooooo big! Also, thank God there are so many shots of the characters' shoes, so I know exactly how to feel about them–they must be part of the galhood!
That heel hanging off of the logo might as well be a guillotine blade dangling menacingly over our heads.