Hubby and I went to see the "Sex and the City" movie last weekend. Yes, my husband rocks. He went to the ultimate chick-film with me and didn't complain once.
I'm obsessed with the show. I love it, own the complete series and watch it all the time (thank you terrible summer television!). As any other woman, I was psyched when I found out a movie was coming out. Unfortunately, I didn't like it at all. It was too damn long (2 1/2 hours for god's sake!), the writers tried to cram too much into it and I didn't think the characters in the movie were true to the characters on the small screen.
If I ever see Sarah Jessica Parker I'm going to ask for my $9 back. Oh yea, and 2 1/2 hours of my life. I think a pair of Jimmy Choo's will suffice, thanks. ;)
