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Confessions of a Shopaholic.
Once in a while, a movie hits the theatres and you know you have to watch it with people who speak your language - and in the case of the Confessions of a Shopaholic, I needed a movie companion who "speaks Prada". Unfortunately, Denver has watched the flick weeks prior, I finally found time this weekend and caught the movie with Andrea.
And while the movie didn't even come close to how witty and cleverly written the book was [the movie had terribly cheesy lines that found Andrea and me groaning out load], and Patricia Field's styling was very much a let down, I actually did enjoy my trashy Saturday night movie. Not something I would watch over and over again, like Mean Girls or Devil Wears Prada but not something I wanted to stab myself for forking out money for [like He's Just Not That Into You - worst f*cking movie ever].
Hugh Dancy helped of course. He's so cute - and in that tuxedo and messed up hair that Andrea had so many issues about: oh, sweet God.
Considering the fact that Isla Fisher's character got herself into so much debt, I suppose the lesson learnt should've been something about learning to save money and not spend and whatever. But Andrea & I walked out of the theatre and straight into the stores. And walked out of the mall with shopping bags in our hands, and our hearts going kinda like warm butter sliding down hot toast... ;o)
Once in a while, a movie hits the theatres and you know you have to watch it with people who speak your language - and in the case of the Confessions of a Shopaholic, I needed a movie companion who "speaks Prada". Unfortunately, Denver has watched the flick weeks prior, I finally found time this weekend and caught the movie with Andrea.
And while the movie didn't even come close to how witty and cleverly written the book was [the movie had terribly cheesy lines that found Andrea and me groaning out load], and Patricia Field's styling was very much a let down, I actually did enjoy my trashy Saturday night movie. Not something I would watch over and over again, like Mean Girls or Devil Wears Prada but not something I wanted to stab myself for forking out money for [like He's Just Not That Into You - worst f*cking movie ever].
Hugh Dancy helped of course. He's so cute - and in that tuxedo and messed up hair that Andrea had so many issues about: oh, sweet God.
Considering the fact that Isla Fisher's character got herself into so much debt, I suppose the lesson learnt should've been something about learning to save money and not spend and whatever. But Andrea & I walked out of the theatre and straight into the stores. And walked out of the mall with shopping bags in our hands, and our hearts going kinda like warm butter sliding down hot toast... ;o)