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Has Carrie Bradshaw gone mad (hatter)??
That's the hat that SJP wore to the premiere of the Sex & The City movie in London. I loved it immediately, because I just thought, ONLY SJP could rock that look, and wardrobe was one of the main reasons I loved watching the show. But don't take my word for it, take Robert Verdi's word for it:
"This is the fashion equivalent of getting a master's at Harvard. Seriously. There is no awkwardness, no discomfort. It's costume-y, but it's costume-y in the most fabulous way," says celebrity stylist Robert Verdi of Parker's headwear.
"Sarah is one of the only people that can make sense of fashion when it's elevated to art," he added. "I think it would look crazier in the US than it does there. I think it looks fabulous."
Do I mind that the movie premiered in London instead of NYC? Not at all. S&TC is global - it's nice to be reminded that there's a world beyond New York. It also reminded me to get a plan together to see the movie opening weekend. I miss my girls!!
So what do you think of the hat??
Posted by Lara on May 13, 2008 •
Posted by Crazy Jay on May 13, 2008
That hat is totally SJP. It works. Would I or anyone else I know even attempt something like that? Ha! No! But if she had just showed up in the dress by itself, something would have been missing. I think she looked the best out of the group. Can’t wait to see the movie.
Posted by lah-rah on May 14, 2008
I don’t know if anyone else could have pulled it off!
Posted by Heather on May 14, 2008
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So my wife had one of her friends over the other night. Well to put it lightly we never really hit it off. My wife says she does not like anything about the way I live. I think she just cannot appreciate my lifestyle.
Well I have done some pretty sick shit in my time, but this one might even top the old semen in the ex’s toothpaste.
I was trying to be a gracious host and offered her a drink… since I was going to get myself a cold Natural Light anyways. She asks for a White Russian. No problem. So as I opened the refrigerator there it was, shining at me like a lighthouse in the perfect storm. Some of my wife’s breast milk.
Not to be to mean I went ahead and made myself one as well. I thought it made a pretty good drink… with a little wang to it.