And I needed to die ... 140 minutes of Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte and Miranda. Then Gucci, Luis Vuitton, Prada ... that pleasure, that envy. And still many, many feelings. My
, our friends in New York city about love and the problems that resemble both those of all women, more or less emancipated and so, if at the end of the nineties had become "what they were doing lots of sex" after ten years of difficult relations, bankruptcy, poor, the only relationship that leads them to be the new icons of two thousand years is friendship.
Sex and the City is not a film for greedy sorceress, frustrated for the females who dream of the sex lives of others, Sex and the city is the film of her friends, going to see from only one person who collected the tears in your difficult times and cried for joy next to your success. I saw with Chris, my friend, the one who picked me up from the bottom when I was finished and it made me laugh ... go back to those poor wretches who can not see beyond a couple of balls well exposed. The film icon friendship lasted only 140 minutes and already I miss my girls.
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