S.J.UH.OH.!
Could it be true?
Say it ain’t so!
Poor SJP. Maybe this is karma. Maybe this is what she gets giving false hopes to a nation of single women who aspire to move to Manhattan and follow in the $1,500 Christian Louboutin footsteps of Carrie Bradshaw, the wealthiest penniless female writer to ever strut the streets of Manhattan. Maybe she’s being punished for perpetuating the notion that women are utterly vapid narcissists who OBSESS over their relationships like egomanical twit-balls. Maybe she’s getting her come uppance for each time a teenage girl in Iowa watched her live her fantastical and completely unrealistic TV lifestyle and thought, “This is what I want from life: glitter and cocktails! Fuck my education, take me to Sushi Samba!”
Hmm, I dunno, just guessing. Sucks for her though, I bet Ferris Bueller is a great kisser.
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I happen to love Sushi Samba. Have you had their El Topo roll? Mmmmmmmm so delish.
Can’t say I have!