sex and the city

OK, I'm not ashamed to admit it. I laughed and I cried. I felt it, I enjoyed it and I cried a little bit more (both happy and sad tears).
I sat there envious of their beautiful shoes, clothes and handbags.
I sat there envious of the wedding dresses Carrie tired on, the friendship they share, and I envied their continued search and trust in the one-big-love...
The movie was just what I hoped it would be.
Long live Sex and the City.
Long live beautiful designer shoes.
And long live love.