I am not Miranda!

Let's just call today video day, since I can't seem to stop posting videos.

Here's the Sex and the City trailer, and until I watched it I had completely forgotten how much I miss the girls.

True story: my friends and I met Chris Noth, who plays Mr. Big, at a film festival party in Boston a few years ago. He ain't all that in person.

As for the title, back when the show was on I can recall my friends speculating about who was a Charlotte, who was a Carrie, who was outrageous enough to be Samantha, etc. Nobody ever asked who I was, because apparently being a redheaded bitch lawyer means you simply MUST be Miranda. It always offended me because NOBODY wanted to be Miranda. She was given the most insufferable personality, the least fashionable clothes, and far from the hottest boyfriends/sex partners. And is there any guy on the planet who found Miranda to be his favorite out of the four choices? Nope.

So hear this: I may be a redhead (natural unlike Cynthia Nixon), I may be a lawyer and I am most certainly a bitch. But I will NOT be getting knocked up by a one-testicled bartender ex-boyfriend. So there.