Don’t ask how we ended up rolling into a 10:10 a.m. screening of Sex and the City, in a theater crammed to the gills with Ladies Who Lunch tucking designer shades into knockoff handbags and gossiping during the film about whether Candace Bergen looks bloated. Just know that sometimes the prospect of a big-screen buffet of expensive clothes, big hair, and killer stilettos is hard to resist. Fear not, we’ll warn you before we dish plot spoilers, but we don’t think it will ruin anything to tell you that the heart of the film does and always will belong to one Mr. above all others: Mr. Manolo Blahnik.
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Cynthia Nixon: The Secret ‘Sex and the City’ Gay-Publicity Weapon? [Daily Intel]
Steve Has Never Watched ‘Sex and the City’! [Daily Intel]
Patricia Field On Her Favorite ‘Sex’ Outfits and SJP’s Crazy Hat [Cut]
Tears of Fashion [Daily Intel]
All About Gidget, the Canine Star of ‘Sex and the City’ [Vulture]
The Sad, Bizarre World of ‘Sex and the City’ Promotions [Cut]
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