The huge American TV show has chosen London for the World Premier the feature length film of Sex in the City, much to the delight of its English fans who thronged Leicester Square last night.

And didn’t those girls look yummy, although Jessica’s Philip Treacy hat, said to be an homage to the forth coming Chelsea Flower Show, was a love it or hate it confection. The Alexander McQueen gown reminds me of either a French sofa or curtains, I can’t make my mind up. What is it about walking on red carpet that brings on style meltdown.

Kim Cattrall, whose shoulders remind me of a rugby player, was sporting a Vivienne Westwood number in red that looked heavy, I’m sure she goes down well with the TVs.

Well look at slutty little Cynthia, loved that cleavage, would I ever love to run my tongue around them. Naughty girl.

Kristin Davis just looked like the girl next door that I shocked one rainy summers’ day, but that’s another story.

Rumour has it there has been so much bitchiness on this film that covered everything from salary to outfits, mmm, wish I could have been a fly on the wall during those.

It has been said that they made a speech at the beginning of the premier that people shouldn’t give away the plot, but from what I understand, it is when they are older and it more stable. Given the fact that they have been freed from the TV network moral constraints, I thought it would be more daring. It is not so much Sex in the city as just a bunch of middle aged friends with their best years behind them.

Well, look forward to seeing Jessica on the Jonathon Ross show this Friday. He is such a naughty boy, I can’t wait to see how she handles it.

Posted on May 13