This past Memorial Day, I went to go see Sex and the City 2. Here are some thoughts (besides “UGH!”) that crossed my mind over the course of the afternoon:
- This is the actual display sponsored by Skyy vodka in the lobby of the theater where I went to see Sex and the City 2:
- Let’s be clear on this: here is a vodka selling a movie that’s selling an impossibly “fabulous” nightmare fantasy lifestyle. Perfect. The movie hasn’t even begun, and I already wish I was blackout drunk from a shoetini bender.
- On second thought, I’d rather conserve brain cells (I am going to see Sex and the City 2, after all) and just eat my feelings (impending sense of dread, unfathomable sorrow) instead. Seeing as it’s Memorial Day, I’m in the mood for hot dogs. Seriously, federally sanctioned summer holidays always put me in the mood for a hot dog. Go figure.
- Oh, and speaking of things that put me in the mood for hot dogs: