Marrying George Clooney

hmmm.

well, for starters, it would not be set in abu dhabi.
it would be set in iraq.
all costumes and clothing would be khaki. how sexy & cool is that?
khaki & pearls, khaki & heels, khaki & frye boots, khaki & flats, khaki & sleeveless white t-shirts, or tease as i like to call them, white tease.
khaki & khaki.

carrie & mr. big (aka john) are in the midst of a huge life decision: should she carry twins or the new “holy shit cow this is so expensive” prada bag, which yes, yes… will cost an arm & a leg & a kidney.
time to get away and not blog for a week, after all one doesn’t have to share everything with their readership.

charlotte is going through a major midlife crisis – “should she or shouldn’t she” have an affair with a man she met while walking her dogs. a handsome republican jew who is thinking seriously of leaving Goldman Sachs, becoming a socialist & opening a store on madison avenue called trotsky’s toys.
she too decides it’s time to get away, rethink life. for her it would be yet another set of dishes & silverware.

miranda is having another major “oh, fuck steve and his childlike baby unattractive behavior” moment. clearly they’re on a different life path. he will always be a goofy kid at heart, and she is probably a lesbian.
oh, yes, time to get away.

and of course, there’s samantha. while in an elevator filled with gorgeous sexy young men, she has a “my god it’s so fucking hot down here,” meltdown, and that’s all the reason she needs.

“hey girls, i know, let’s go to iraq… men & war, how fucking sexy is that?”

while in iraq, samantha falls madly in love with an iraqi war veteran amputee, and finally grows the fuck up, realizing that one only needs a sense of humor to get through life.

carrie has a “breakfast at epiphany’s” moment, and realizes that carrying anything, absolutely anything, can be a burden.

miranda realizes that she is a lesbian, but only fashionably, not sexually.

charlotte doesn’t know what to do. she’s completely at odds, confused and remains tormented, seeking comfort with a group of iraqi children and finally at the eleventh hour realizes that she needs no man, but she wants her children to grow up to be multi-lingual.

All girls come home with a renewed sense of self worth, along with a new wardrobe: Eileen Fisher.
Bye-bye spandex.
Samantha becomes a militant feminist and starts a group called: WOMEN FOR MEN FOR LIMBS.
Miranda and Steve both become lesbians and share clothes.
Carrie and Mr. Big decide not to have children, “adopt a highway” instead. a win-win.
Charlotte becomes a Socialist. Giving up material wealth, and Purum.
All four women pool their money, open a sushi bar & grill on the lower east-side and call it: IRAQ & ROLL.