Terrifying: more SATC II pictures
In a shoot for what I can only desperately, desperately, hope is a flashback scene, here is SJP wearing the local clown’s wig and my fat ex-boyfriend’s old sweatshirt. That’s weird, because when I wear it to the gym, I don’t usually wear my Mikimotos and questionably-okay jeans the color of the pink mints in reception candy bowls.
I really don’t get her shoes here. It’s like she’s the mutant creation from one of those children’s flip books where you can change a person’s nose, lips, and eyes, except for her, it’s for the whole outfit. We’ve got the torso of a Flashdance extra, some freebie pants from SJP’s brief stint as a model for The GAP, and an emo tween that just wants to be comfy as he/she listens to Boys Like Girls and wishes he/she had more ribs poking through some undernourished flesh. I was only alive for 2 years and 3 months of the 80s, so I must defer to my elders: did this make sense even back then?