The Blessed: Samantha Jones
I don’t care what anyone says, Sex and the City is one of my favorite shows of all time. Before they went and fucked themselves with the movie (costumes aside), these women were the queen bees. Typical, I know, but Carrie has always been my style icon. But ladies and gentlemen, can we please give it up for Samantha motherfucking Jones. If anyone crossed extreme style boundaries, it was her. She is the only woman on planet earth who can make hot pink and electric yellow power-suits look fabulous. Samantha Jones knows how to work the Cavalli without looking like Euro-trash. She wouldn’t be the same without her 10-pound jewelry, thigh-skimming skirts and clashing colors. She truly doesn’t give a fuck what anyone thinks, and it totally works for her. I hope to age with as much fierceness as Sam has. I leave you with the photos…they tell it all. And if you feel like bashing Ms. Jones for her unique extravagance, remember what she says: “I will wear whatever and blow whomever I want as long as I can breathe and kneel.” You tell ‘em sista.
