Love. Love was the resounding thread in the tapestry of the movie Sex and the City. Jennifer Hudson, who plays Carrie Bradshaw’s St. Louis-transplanted assistant, Louise, carries around a gold-plated Love nameplate on her keychain— symbolic of her raison d’etre for moving to New York. When Louise finds love, ironically, in the ex-boyfriend who told her that he loved her but didn’t know if she was the one, she passed the nameplate to Carrie, who was still jilted from being left at the alter by her fiancé, Big.
Carrie planned an extravagant wedding amidst love stories from the likes of Beethoven and Lord Byron in a grand library. Decked out in a Vivienne Westwood gown— gifted from the designer herself, she arrived to her wedding looking like she jumped out of the reels of a Disney fairytale. She’s in the foyer of the library, waiting to make her grand entrance and finds out that the man she loves has not made his entrance. Come to find out she let her wedding get bigger than, well, Big. Twice divorced, the most important highlight for him is simply Carrie.
There are many types of love in the Sex and the City, the platonic love of another woman, the kind of love that allows you to forgive; the unapologetic love of self; and a love that’s more tangible than anything written by Beethoven. Love is everywhere and so is sex. Like any good movie about liberated 40-something girl power there are shots of nakedness everywhere including a gratuitous shower scene of Samantha’s neighbor Dante. Whatever your poison— fashion, friendship or love— there is something for every diva.
Carrie planned an extravagant wedding amidst love stories from the likes of Beethoven and Lord Byron in a grand library. Decked out in a Vivienne Westwood gown— gifted from the designer herself, she arrived to her wedding looking like she jumped out of the reels of a Disney fairytale. She’s in the foyer of the library, waiting to make her grand entrance and finds out that the man she loves has not made his entrance. Come to find out she let her wedding get bigger than, well, Big. Twice divorced, the most important highlight for him is simply Carrie.
There are many types of love in the Sex and the City, the platonic love of another woman, the kind of love that allows you to forgive; the unapologetic love of self; and a love that’s more tangible than anything written by Beethoven. Love is everywhere and so is sex. Like any good movie about liberated 40-something girl power there are shots of nakedness everywhere including a gratuitous shower scene of Samantha’s neighbor Dante. Whatever your poison— fashion, friendship or love— there is something for every diva.
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