sex in the city

Ladies Night: SEX IN THE CITY 2!!! (Team Aiden anyone?)

by Courtney on May 27, 2010

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On Saturday night I have a date with Carrie, Miranda, Samantha, and Charlotte — and my mom, my mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and girlfriend to see the one and only: “SEX IN THE CITY 2”!!! On the agenda for Saturday is to shop for the PERF outfit to wear to the movies and then martinis afterward, natch. Ladies, the wait has been FOREVER, but it’s heee-eeerrrree!! And I wanna know; are you going to get Carrie-d away in your outfit selection to see the movie?! I mean c’mon, it’s a MUST! And most importantly, are you Team Big or Team Aiden??

I’ve been excited for this movie since they announced it was coming out way back when. But it wasn’t until I saw the first preview of HIM in it that kicked my exuberance into high gear. Yes, I’m talking about AIDEN!! I’m sorry Mr. Big fans, but I always loved Aiden and I never understood why Carrie and he didn’t work out. Honestly, I’ve never really understood Carrie’s connection with Mr. Big. He’s barely ever treated her right, he made her wait an effin’ long time before he got down on one knee and put a ring on it, and he generally seems to care more about his biz (or whatever the hell makes him such a baller) than he does her. RED FLAG! RED FLAG! But whatever, if he’s what makes Carrie happy, then I’m happy I guess.

BUUUUT, now I see that we have other options. I see we have BETTAH options! Aiden appears in Abu Dhabi and all the world’s problems are solved. He’s tall. He’s HAWT. And best of all, he’s sweeter than a big-ass glass of Riesling and a slice of key lime pie. Don’t you just wish this guy existed in real life? Does anyone know this guy in real life? If so, raise your hand! Wait, never mind – don’t. Nobody likes coming down with a major case of the jealousies.

Look! It's Aiden with long rocker hair!!

Well actually, I don’t mean to make you jealous or anything, but I got to give Aiden a little squeeze once. Yep. Ok, when he’s not playing the best boyfriend on earth on TV, he’s kind of a rocker. And his name is John Corbett. Once upon a time – in 2006 – when I was noticeably thinner with zero hints of aging on my face, I had a bachelorette party. My friend just so happened to work at a cool bar in Chicago with live music and huge crowds, and on this special night – the night before my bach party – she was working in the VIP lounge. She invited me and my friends up to drink for ffffff-free, and lucky for us, The John Corbette Band was headlining!

Hey buddy, do you see the blonde girl in the white? She's mine.

So we sorta watched, sorta didn’t. We were a little distracted by someone else sitting in VIP: Miranda’s husband, STEVE!! Yes, Steve and his 18-year old wife (in sweatpants) were watching John perform! How cool is that? I have a pic of Steve and me but for some reason I can’t find it online and only have it in hard copy. ANYWAY, when Aiden was done he shot straight up to VIP to hang with me Steve and his friends. Thankfully, we girls were drunk and shameless and we shimmied over to him to see if he’d mind taking a picture with us. I swear, he was giving me come hitha eyes and I was givin’ ‘em right back! Maybe it was all in my head, but let a girl dream, k? I made sure to wrap my arm tightly around his waist, give him a little squeeze, and lock eyes with him before pulling away. Mmmm, he was sexy.

So back to “Sex in the City” – I will most definitely be rooting for an Aiden victory. But of course I know that’s not going to happen. Otherwise what would’ve been the point of the first movie? No, Carrie will end up with Mr. Big and Aiden will end up with me. Hey, I guess it all really does work out in the end!

Are you planning a ladies night with your girlfriends to see SITC? Are you ready to strut it out in your Manolo Blahniks or Jimmy Choos? And lemme know, are you Team BIG or Team AIDEN?

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My first spring break since college

by Courtney on February 10, 2010

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In exactly three weeks I’m leaving for Cabo San Lucas, Mexico for a long girl’s weekend. I cannot freaking wait to be laying in 85 degree weather having a hot pool boy bring me a free pina colada upon command. I say “free” because we got a sweet deal on an “all-inclusive” resort and it’ll feel free since I won’t have to pay for anything on the spot.  

This isn’t just any ‘ole vacation by the way. This is the “kiss my twenties au revoir” vacation. Another girlfriend on the trip is saying sayonara to her twenties in March as well. But she already had her first kiss-off in the Dominican Republic in January (she’s my jet-setting friend with a charmed life), so I’m a little more excited then she is, I’m assuming.

This vacay has been in the planning stages for years. I believe around the age of 25 we girls talked about celebrating our 30th birthdays in Italy. But we’re now settling for Cabo (don’t cry for us). As I’m sure all girls do, we are of course comparing this trip to the one taken by Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte in the “Sex in the City” movie. We already know who Samantha is (jet-setter) but we argue over who is Carrie. I get tossed Charlotte’s name but only because I’m the only married girl. I’m not like Charlotte, FYI. But instead of mourning a failed wedding day we’ll officially be celebrating the brand new engagement of one of the other girls who thinks she’s Carrie!

Now I haven’t had a “spring break” since college so this is going to be a little different. Aside from jet-setter, most of us haven’t had a girls trip since the good ‘ole sorority days (Vegas doesn’t count).  In Cancun back in ’01 we were doing booze cruises, making out with hot strangers, walking barefoot home from the bars by ourselves, and going to bed at 4am only to get up at 7am to be in the audience of Jerry Springer’s MTV spring break show.

Things have changed a bit these days. Our standards are higher. We’re essentially grannys who want to spend half our time at the spa and the other half eating at nice restaurants. We’ll probably get sleepy at the hotel bar around 10pm from too much sun exposure and one too-many daytime margs. We’ll be taking advantage of the early bird breakfast this time around because we’ll actually be awake for it. And we’ll definitely cringe at any spring breaker who comes up to us and tries to hump our leg.

Yes, we’re getting older and it shows. We want the finer things in life which include eight hours of sleep, no hangover mornings, and relaxed shoulders. Do I miss those spring break days of yesteryear? A little. Would I trade them for our granny “Sex in the City” vacation next month? Hell to the no!

I’m almost 30 and I’ve earned the right to be classy!

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