On the way up to the flagship Anthro store in Santa Monica yesterday, I spotted this perfect moment in billboard transformation.
So funny, because at a glance, I thought that they were using "date night" to describe Sex in the City 2--since I (along with my close girlfriends, otherwise known as the bachelorette crew) have already made it a date to see the movie opening week.
(Sidenote: NO ONE. SJP included can really pull off a turban, sparkly or otherwise. Sorry, I'm just keeping it real.)
So funny, because at a glance, I thought that they were using "date night" to describe Sex in the City 2--since I (along with my close girlfriends, otherwise known as the bachelorette crew) have already made it a date to see the movie opening week.
(Sidenote: NO ONE. SJP included can really pull off a turban, sparkly or otherwise. Sorry, I'm just keeping it real.)
These are the friends that I watched season after season of SATC with--while we lived together, shopped together, went clubbing week after week, and talked about the guys, of course--Mr. Big? Aiden? and some monsters in between. Now 2 of us are married, the other 2 are heavily committed, and we're all settling down happily--Charlotte-style.
Everytime I see the SATC trailor/commerical/billboard, it brings back great memories of those days. What would we do without our girlfriends?
