I also just became acutely aware that six seasons of Sex and the City, during my most-impressionable years, may have caused me irreversible damage.
(via Garance Doré.)
So I am left with a choice...I could camp outside my therapist's door with a bottle of ABSOLUT and my MARLBOROUGH LIGHTS...
or
I could put on my MANOLO's and pour myself a MARTINI before I head to BARNEY'S!
