Fashion Indie Goes to the Movies

There is only one reason I could be writing a post at 3 am-I just saw the Sex and the City movie. Yes, I know we have all written posts about our hate for this movie…but…it’s fashion, when we trash something it means were totally into it.

The evening began something like this-I recieved a call from resident editor Rebecca Alexander who informed me that a THIRD midnight screening had been added to their local Brooklyn theater and tickets were going fast and was I in? I replied something to the affect of ‘Okay, but we need to get trashed before i see some middle-aged boobies’ Well two pitchers of mango-margaritas later and we were off to the theater….

I knew the rest of the night would become hazy to me, so I decided to take photographic evidence with my handy Iphone

Finishing our ‘medicine’ before we do our ‘work’

Daniel and I did an unofficial poll while waiting in line for snackage, of how many men were dragged by their girlfriends. This is one of the unlucky souls, and he wasn’t even sure if he was getting laid at the end of the night. Poor bastard. I bet he’s in credit card debt from buying his girlfriend Manolo’s.

Since this is work for us we decided to put this on the new Fashion Indie corporate card!

Me with my Bunch-a-Crunch…I will use the response I gave to Daniel after he took this photo “Oh my god-I look like Christian Bale from Rescue Dawn!”

Shortly after this photo was taken the man in the elevator remarked “Yeah you motherfuckers sure are drunk.” To which we replied “Yes and you’re the dumbass who is going to sit through this movie sober….” He had no response.

Some Fashion Indie love from our lovebirds…..

And now for the movie: Yes the girls are four years older….we get it, but for some reason this movie reminded me of having a conversation with my mother. I kept expecting at least one of the them to say “In my day…..”

Granny and Grandpee looking for a good resting place for their golden years

Granny Smith reading a bedtime story

Carrie post-wedding jilt. Here’s a treat for you viewers, you get a whole 30 minutes with no Carrie puns. Which picks up again when Carrie realizes that she ‘let the wedding get bigger then Big.’ Get it because she calls him Big…see Carrie’s cleaver like that.

The girls at Fashion Week. For a scene that makes no sense and didn’t need to be added to the film. Expect that Mercedes Benz gave them money to be in the movie. That still doesn’t explain why the girls were viewing a Vivienne Westwood show in New York

To conclude: That’s all the photos you’re going to get, because I actually got into the movie. Everyone here at the Fashion Indie team enjoyed the film, mostly because we were expecting Gigli. If you have no expectations for this film then you will enjoy it. Other than that just buy the boxed set DVD, it’s a better investment compared to the 100 dollar bar tab and $11 a ticket you will have to pay if you want to see it live. Trust me we did the math.

Well it’s almost 4 am now and I am finally sober…and yet I can’t get that stupid theme song out of my head.