Carrie: An American in Paris
Monday, June 21st, 2010It has to be no secret that I love Sex and the City, I love Carrie Bradshaw, and I love Sarah Jessica Parker (I’m even old enough to remember her from Square Pegs and that 80s dance movie she did with Helen Hunt). Anyway, lately I’ve been staying up late and SATC comes on here, 2 episodes back-to-back, at midnight. So if I’m up til 12, I’m up til 1. Well recently were the Carrie-moves-to-Paris-with-Petrovsky episodes. Not my favorites, but Carrie’s outfits… well that’s another story entirely.
When she is fleeing New York and runs into Big (who looked very old and ashen with bad teeth)…
The luminous Versace gown (I guess if you’re going to get your heart broken, you may as well feel like a beautiful princess in a fairytale during the process)…
And my all-time, #1 favorite, Sonia stripes…
Wish I could have found a larger image of the whole ensemble -- the coat, the hat, the bag... sheer perfection.
Thank God for Patricia Field. No matter how old the episodes get, the fashion just never gets old. Inspiration for days…
). Then all perusing stopped and drooling and dreaming kicked into high gear when I came to Sonia Rykiel. That’s what it always boils down to, that’s all I ever want….just some good fun and lots-and-lots of pretty.
