Monday, June 02, 2008

Sex in every city

Last weekend, I received a call from a rather distressed friend from Hong Kong.

She rang me to discuss an invite she received from the head honcho of a girly group to go watch Sex & the City ("SATC)" Movie. Maybe I should mention that this particular girly group is a bunch of “atas” female professionals who are into yachts parties and Ferragamo bags. They would adorn themselves in branded apparel and mingle with gwai-lo expats over champagne on big useless boats that go nowhere on weekends.

The invite specify that each girl must get into "character" so they have to draw lots to decide which of the four SATC characters they must go dress as. After the movie, the pack will all head down to SoHo for "cosmopolitan cocktails" and "to meet hunks." Presumably à la' Sex & the Hong Kong City style.

I was rolling on the floor laughing for ages! This is just too hilarious! I insist that my poor distressed friend attend this party only so that she can tell me all about it afterwards. I secretly pray that she has to dress up as Samantha.

Just yesterday, another friend of mine in Singapore told me that one of her girlfriends booked an entire cinema to hold an exclusive movie screening of SATC for 30 girls who all went *ahem* dressed up as SATC characters as well! To top it off, they all similarly went for cosmopolitans at some fancy bar afterwards. That's right, à la' Sex & the Singapore City style!

I am stoked!!!

What is going on? Is this normal? Did I do it wrong? Because my own own SATC movie experience had been rather unglamourous. I went with The German and Dailytoe in our ugly office clothes and was drunk on $6 happy hour vodka before the movie even started. Dailytoe bursts into tears throughout the show (scenes where people get left at the altar or had to spend new year eve alone makes her cry!) and the German & I have to console her while stiffling our giggles (we are heartless bitches!) The movie is 5 times longer than a regular episode and towards the end, I was gagging for my bed instead of a cosmopolitan. It’s “No Sex in The City" for us. Sigh.

Coincidentally, Carrie mentioned in one of the ending scenes that she and the girls have stopped drinking cosmopolitans because everyone else picked it up since they started. So there you go…

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

for all that's worth the excited screaming when me and the girlfriends first watched it years ago, we haven't even watched the movie yet. it's almost like, whatever, we can't be bothered.

the cosmopolitans are like this huge turn-off for us. why didn't they use WHISKY!??!

Anonymous said...

Eh, how come all your entries always have lines like "The Daily Toe and I had drinks..."

Really makes you and the Toe sound like alkies!

Are we??

We should stick to H2O and work on our ABS OF STEEL!!!

Frou said...

Imp - Wahhh whisky is so european old skool! Quite an acquired taste, not everyone knows how to appreciate the scotch. You r like the Queen. She is also into whisky these days.... (she is going back to her indian roots HAHAHHAHHAHAH!)

Steeless - You ownself..

Anonymous said...

Hahhah! Silly girls