Sex and the City.
Ooh. This is what I'd look like with shoulder length hair - old. -_-
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My 2 year love affair, with Sex and the City, is now, as of this moment, officially over.
And it still stands, as my favourite show of all time.
I love, love, loved how it all ended, and how the storylines through all 6 seasons link up beautifully to culminate in such a ending. But then again, there isn't much this posse of four could do that I would hate.
Sigh.
Well, I guess all good things come to an end, eventually. But at least it ends well; without a bitter aftertaste, and leaving good memories behind.
Not like some shows; which take the plot so out of hand that sometimes there's really nowhere else to go but down. Bowing out gracefully is a much classier way to end, and SATC was smart enough to do that.
But I think I could watch this show for like decades and still not get sick of it. I think I'll always love it.
It isn't really only a comedy, it's real.
And true, of course it isn't as significant as important world events or disasters and things of those sort, but its real because it's true, and it's about issues which concern women all over the world. So yes, it's a terribly frivolous show, that I have to admit, but haha it's not all that bad :p
Okay, okay so I love it for the clothes and shoes too. Haha. :)
Ugh, getting a headache trying to arrange my timetable.
Need an ASOS spree like now! :(
:4:42 PM: :sugah~plum
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