Who wants that perfect love story anyway, cliché

In the city of s**

I know. I couldn’t have presented you with a more cliché post even if I tried. Hard. But I must admit – SATC will always be a limitless fountain of outfit inspiration, even to a classic/boring black-and-white-and-nude prude like myself. I recently revisited with the two movies, just to sit through 2 hours straight of bright outfits and accessories and hairstyles and shoes. See the main thread is timeless – brave, bold, adventurous personalities personify much better through color and vibrance than through 50 shades of black.
At least that’s what I’m feeling for now. So I’ll give it a go. The Carrie Way.
(PS I also watch for New York. Always always NYC ❤ )

 

Come on in

Okay now. It’s that dressing room we all recognize, we’ve died over it once or 10 times, and we hope and dream to one day earn enough to turn the better part of our apartment into a direct replica. Carrie and Big’s his and hers walk-in.

CB

Carrie in her simple black and navy lace outfit  topped with a studded Dior belt is one of my hands down favorites from the first SATC movie.

I’m an American. You’ve gotta take it down a notch.

Stumbled across this lovely Oscar de la Renta dress, gifted to Carrie by Aleksandr Petrovski in the final season of SATC. The very same episode where Carrie then goes on to faint outside of the opera, because of all that over-the-top romance. Resulting in a trip to the local McDonalds instead. I can definitely relate.