Monday, June 2, 2008

We Come for Sex


Yes, the QueenBeaches did attend the Outer Banks premiere of Sex and the City along with a myriad of Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte & Miranda wanna-be's. There was so much to see... so much to discuss (and diss) that, having fully recovered from our weekend long, post-Sex hangover, we will now attempt to cover every aspect of the movie, every detail of jewelry, every hem and stitch of each fabulous dress, the Manolos! the Vuitton!... in short, we here at QB are all-consumed and will be devoting the next few weeks to the digestion and dissection of SATC. Let's begin with our arrival...


JL: Halooo America!

KQ: Omg, is that another dead rodent on your head?

JL: Excuse me, look who's talking? I happen to know that what you have on your head could be mistaken for a dead bird.

KQ: (huge intaken breath signaling offense)! This happens to be hand-made, custom, one of a kind feathered noggin' topper!

JL: Okay, so mine is everything you just said, too, but furred not feathered! Like shaken not stirred. Didn't the hat thing work for SJP at the London premiere?

KQ: Uh, did YOU think it worked?

JL: Oh just stop and start waving to all these adoring fans. Hallooo!

KQ: Dahlings!

JL: Hey, you almost busted my eye out with that arm! What's with that straight arm wave thing anyway?

KQ: Duh, have you seen Posh lately? It's like the only way to wave these days, she's even rockin' it in the latest Marc Jacobs campaign.

JL: I'm just going to pretend like I see a resemblence there.

KQ: Oooo, lookie! It's almost 7:10!!! We better stop posing and get into the theatre!

JL: S**T, here comes the driver of this thing. Run!
And thus we commenced into the theatre and sat mostly awestruck for the next two and half hours. Did a quick clothing change for the after party and proceeded to Ocean Boulevard for cocktails and discussion with the other SATC fans gathered there. Lots of ideas, opinions, likes and dislikes all which will come in good time.

2 comments:

KQ said...

See Jamie, the big wave allows you to reach the little people in the back. (or perhaps we're just waving goodbye to our dignity.)

And let me tell you somethin' about mon petite chapeau (yeah i'm talking to you, Clai) - don't mock the feathers. That hat is - to quote Ms. Carrie B herself - FABULOUS! It certainly kicks the crap out of her nut & twig thing.

thebeachisback said...

if you beaches want to put road kill on your head and call it a chapeau...well go ahead. We do live in North Cakalacky after all.