Why I love SATC

"You do realize, it got absolutely horrible reviews..." said Jason as I walked out the door to see Sex and the City 2 on opening day. Blah. I didn't care. I was going with one of my best friends and we were going to sit and fantasize over going to NYC and have a closet the size of one of our kids’ rooms.

Just like Lord of the Rings or Star Wars, SATC is pure fantasy - just trade in lightsabers for Louboutin's. Of course it's not real, but there is such a part of you that wants it to be. And the silliness and surrealness of it is what makes it so likeable and fun. 

When the show was on TV it seemed that women were trying to liken themselves to one of the characters.. "I'm such a Carrie" or "Charlotte is my girl..." but this latest installment I felt a little like all of them. As women, on any given day we are all these ladies. There is the part of us that is scared to death of aging (Samantha), the never-ending mommy guilt of the working mother and the stay at home mom (Miranda and Charlotte) and the feeling that we still want to be fun and glitzy and fabulous even after we have "settled down" (Carrie). 

These are all issues and feelings that real women have daily... the main difference being that we are having these feelings while wearing Lululemons and flip-flops instead of vintage Chanel and 6 inch stilettos.

Watching the movie I can understand why some of the reviews were not favorable. It was over the top and some parts were cheesy. But its "flaws" is also what made it so Sex and the City. And, it’s nice to think that even the rich and beautiful have the same issues as us down here in the real world. 

Life, Exploded

Where have the past 3 weeks gone? Running around from place to place, deadlines, new projects, horrific mind-altering events... too much to share. Too much to process.

The daily shoot and I have taken a bit of a break. I WILL get back into it, but my time schedules have been that of one where I don't have any. Plus, I would take a pic of something, post it for fun, and then the next day it would be the topic. Creatively, I was not sure how to work it. So I put it on the back burner for a few.

One project that I'm so honored and excited to be working on is Leucadia Sends Luv. My fave store in the whole wide world is helping raise funds for the children of Haiti with specialty Tshirts and an event next week. It's been wonderful to work on something that is doing amazing things for others. It's a lot of work, but the feeling you get from doing something good for someone else is priceless.

You can find out more about the project on the website: www.LeucadiaSendsLuv.com

On another note, expect an explosion of pictures next week as Jason and I travel across the country to NYC for the international toy fair, eating, shopping and snow!

The week in review

Well, we are officially weened. I have now 100% stopped the breast feeding of my baby, and 99.9% sure, last baby. I am now free to experiment with various cold medicines and diet pills.

We made it 11 months, which I am very extremely proud of. I'm also proud that it was her that made the decision and nothing that I forced on her. But sadly, it also signals that we are nearing the end of her baby-hood and in 3 short weeks, she will be ONE. ONE. One year since she came shrieking into the world, a little small but full of might.

And just you WAIT to see the birthday bonanza I'm planning.

Hey, it's not every day someone turns ONE.

In other news I'm still seething in hatred for Jiffy Lube. If you are not on facebook, or missed my story, let me point you to Jason's "I HATE JIFFY LUBE THEY CAN ROT IN HELL" post . Rat fricking bastards have chose not to do the right thing, and therefore will get their f-ing asses sued.

LaLaLa! Trying to find my happy place which involves lots of wine and possibly cake. I miss/want cake.