Your boyfriend and your work crush are sharing a coffee and a smoke. Do you:
(a) Join the conversation
(b) Run
(c) Play dead
Personally, I’m evaporating on the spot. I will defy the laws of science to avoid getting caught in an interaction like that. In this episode of And Just Like That …, Carrie should have chosen (b) or (c) (she has seen a person die before, and we all know she can run in heels) but instead chose (a), leaving herself to sit in the middle of Duncan and Aidan’s dick-swinging competition while wearing her little lederhosen/milkmaid outfit. That dress is perfect for frolicking in the hills, so it felt like a waste when Carrie ran away in some forgettable balloon skirt instead — to dump Aidan after one small argument.
What was the purpose, dear showrunners, of making us suffer through eight episodes filled with horrendous dad jokes and general cringe from Aidan only to have Carrie drop-kick him faster than she would a pair of flats on clearance? The worst part of all of this — the grimace-inspiring jokes, the middle-aged-man mood swings, the having to watch him jerk off in a truck —is that Carrie’s actions have led me to side with a man. Even worse, I now have to defend him. It’s not out of pocket that Aidan would be worried about Carrie spending copious amounts of time with a dickhead, cerebral-presenting, brunette man (her type) after she cheated on Aidan multiple times during the course of their relationship. Little Miss Carrie could not, would not, put herself in his shoes and at least let him air out his worries and neuroses. That woman was waiting for any chance to dump his ass and sneak downstairs to canoodle with Duncan guilt-free. I get it, that head of hair and that little pipe do it for me, too, but c’mon, girl.
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Carrie
It’s not an episode of the Sex and the City franchise unless Carrie is sprinting across some street in a pair of heels (unnecessarily, might I add; she has the walk sign). That said, her post-breakup Simone Rocha dress paired with that fuzzy gray cardigan — perhaps a nod to Duncan’s influence on her?! — is working for me.
Charlotte
Finally, something silky and comfy for Charlotte to wear as her world gets, literally, turned upside down. She’s got Mister Swollen Balls limping around, she’s fainting left and right, the children are nowhere to be seen. Let my girl rest.
Lisa Todd Wexley
These costume designers are nothing if not consistent. LTW’s statement necklaces just keep getting bigger and bigger and bigger. I have to simply accept them at this point.
Gia
I’m getting the sense that what our monster-in-law is wearing at Anthony’s dinner isn’t quite culturally appropriate … but I guess she’s the kind of person who wouldn’t care.
Miranda
And to what occasion do I owe these puka-shell sleeves?
Men
What the heck is Duncan wearing? A wool blazer, capri pants, and leather slip-on shoes that look like cow tongues? I’m genuinely feeling fearful and unable to decipher what season it is just by looking at him. I was really into his whole thing (tousled locks, pipe, furrowed brow) until the cinematographer gave us this full-body shot.
And what is Andy Cohen doing here? Did we really need him to reprise one of his five-second SATC appearances?
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