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Hemlines, heels and haute couture – your daily dose

Because it’s pretty much mandatory at this stage

I’ve just been rewatching old Sex and the City episodes from the DVD box set (which, by the way, is timeless and will always come in handy when you’re on your sickbed) and something that keeps striking me is that, really, …

Tue, Jan 12, 2010, 16:37

   

I’ve just been rewatching old Sex and the City episodes from the DVD box set (which, by the way, is timeless and will always come in handy when you’re on your sickbed) and something that keeps striking me is that, really, they weren’t always that fashionable. Leaving aside problems with the aesthetics of the 1990s, there were some very ill-fitting outfit choices going on, especially for poor Miranda.

And the series was refreshingly void of excessive product placement. Sure, Manolo Blahnik was name-checked in the first episode, but from then on references were few and far between, and often made up (Javier, anyone?). Fastforward to Sex and the City: the Movie, which I, personally, have re-christening Sex and the City: what happens when you take out the wit and there are designers on every street corner, names to check, Starbucks to type in, a single black actress to place in a horrifically stereotyped role before sending her back to St Louis to marry her cheating boyfriend. I digress.

Point is, I hated the movie, but when it comes to films and fashion, 2010′s sequel is bound to be up there with Zoolander in the sartorial hall of fame.

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