Friday, June 6, 2008

Sex and the wretched hive of scum and villiany.

If you've been living under a rock - which would really hurt after a while, if you stop and think about it - you may not have noticed that the Big Screen version of Sex and the City started today. The cinema I work at has already gone completely insane because of this freaking movie. However, standing off to the side, watching the huge number of women coming in to see this movie, I happened to notice something. A lot of the women coming to see this film are getting really dressed up. They put on their hippest outfit they can, they get all dolled up, get the matching handbag, the shoes, the works. They all seem to be trying to replicate the "New York Chic" the girls in the film have. When they arrive, they get their hands on glasses of champagne, or those Manhattan Cocktails from the film, and in they go. I'm watching all of this when it dawned on me.

Sex and the City is the hip chicks Star Wars.

Think about it. At all the Star Wars films, you had lunatics dressing up in costumes, bringing Lightsabers, doing all that shit, all in a vain attempt to replicate the characters in the film. That's exactly what all these women are doing! I would lay money that everyone in line for SATC laughed or mocked all those geek fanboys with their attempts to integrate themselves into star wars culture, yet now they are all doing the exact same thing, except now it's hip!

Makes me laugh.

1 comment:

Amie.f.d said...

Im going to see the movie and for the record im not dressing any differently than normal-which means i'll still look pretty good. So the hip chicks dress up for Sex while the 35 year old in the chewy costume is wondering why he hasnt had any? I guess your right though its kinda the same thing, although wearing matching handbags isnt quite so out there as, i dont know, puttting a big metal black thing on you head and claiming to be someones father.