Okay, I am going to let you in on my latest guilty pleasure. If you are a Sex & the City fan you will appreciate it...if not just stop reading now...I won't be offended. Well, my friend and former fabulous roomie Ana turned me on to a new show - The Carrie Diaries. It is the prequel series to my favorite show ever - Sex & the City.
The show is AMAZING and introduces you to Carrie Bradshaw at 16 in the 80's. Carrie's character is adorable, but the fashion of the 80's....man, it took me back and I started to think of all the spandex, flourescents and shoulder pads I had in my closet back in the day. The show is also really funny and almost makes me want to step in a time machine and magically appear back in high school...I said almost. And my high school wasn't in Connecticut (only a train ride away from Manhattan).
Well, the reason for this post. Today as I was watching the show and simultaneously clearing out emails and making my to-do list for today I almost missed it...the moment Carrie received her first pair of Manolo Blahnik shoes...and so the love affair began.
Really, if you still miss your weekly dose of Carrie Bradshaw, like me, and mourn the loss of Sex and the City watch The Carrie Diaries.