It’s So My Mom.

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Okay, so make fun of me, call me backwards, the antithesis of a feminist (that would make my mom happy), etc. But I have HUGE news: There’s a Sex and the City sequel! Almost.

Not everyone will be happy about this. Overheard while watching the SATC trailer in a theatre last year in Vegas:

Eighteen-year-old-skank: “Ugh. Sex and the City? I’d rather watch titties.”

In a couple of years, honey, you’ll be eating your words. I did.

Samantha always reminded me of my mom–in looks only. And the way she articulates words. Ironically, it’s almost Dorothy(Wizard of Oz)esque.