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CARRIE: "You're not going to wear a mask?"
MR. BIG: "What? If I die, I die. That's life, toots."
[typing] Mr. Big refusing to wear a mask made me think about the masks he DID wear. What was he afraid of? I couldn't help but wonder: could feelings be as contagious as covid-19?
MR. BIG: "What? If I die, I die. That's life, toots."
[typing] Mr. Big refusing to wear a mask made me think about the masks he DID wear. What was he afraid of? I couldn't help but wonder: could feelings be as contagious as covid-19?
Meanwhile, Charlotte was uptown trying to figure out if her maid's cough was just "seasonal allergies" like she claimed.
[charlotte furiously cloroxes every surface right behind her maid.]
[charlotte furiously cloroxes every surface right behind her maid.]
Everything was going great with Miranda's new boyfriend, a broadway critic with plenty of free time on his hands. They met every afternoon to take a socially-distant walk in prospect park. The only problem? She hadn't seen the bottom half of his face yet.
SAMANTHA: oh honey, what if it's a disaster?
MIRANDA: How bad could it be?
CHARLOTTE: my friend susan met her husband after maxilofacial surgery. He didn't see her face until their wedding, and now they have four kids!
MIRANDA: How bad could it be?
CHARLOTTE: my friend susan met her husband after maxilofacial surgery. He didn't see her face until their wedding, and now they have four kids!
Downtown, Samantha agreed to a masks-on, no-kissing threesome with a couple in SoHo.
[Later, at brunch]
SAMANTHA: I think his dick is cake.
CARRIE: whada what now?
SAMANTHA: His dick. I think his dick is literally made of cake.
[Later, at brunch]
SAMANTHA: I think his dick is cake.
CARRIE: whada what now?
SAMANTHA: His dick. I think his dick is literally made of cake.
My curse is that I watched Sex and the City so much when I was in high school that now the rhythms are just permanently embedded in my brain
please hire me to write for your television show
I don't have a day job anymore and I'm losing my mind
