Please don’t be mad at me for saying this when we still have a month left of sweltering heat, but this episode of And Just Like That … solidified my perspective that fall is the superior season. This is, first of all, when everyone can start really dressing — hats, scarves, sweaters, layering, the works. It’s also the season when the real drama — the kind that warrants a juicy three-way call — comes out. Summer in the city is too hot for anyone to think straight, so when the temperature drops we’re forced to face the decisions we made, the people we were. For some, that looks like acknowledging the feelings you have for your very sexy British neighbor, who obviously has feelings for you because he will not stop gushing about your novel that sounds like it was written by ChatGPT. For others, it looks like telling your parents you’re going to be a dad at 20. Different strokes for different folks.
Anyway, like I said, the people on this show are dressing.
Carrie
The Vivienne Westwood gown, the frizzed-up, poofed-up hair … I’m giving a standing ovation in my living room, throwing flower petals at my television in celebration, and hooting and hollering!!!! My neighbors are telling me to pipe down. This outfit, this styling, these curls, all of it is so Carrie. This is what I would expect the evolution of a New York City fashion icon to look like, not some striped dress mismatched with orthopedic shoes.
In fact, this entire episode’s outfits felt very Carrie — the preppy deep V-neck sweater styled with a pair of Burberry plaid leggings; the very ’90s, hippie-adjacent patterned dress and statement necklace. Thank you to the costume department. You ate this one little thing.
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Miranda
Hello, Inspector Gadget (crazy considering the actual inspector, Matthew Broderick, married into the Sex and the City family by way of Sarah Jessica Parker). I wonder if Miranda borrowed the fedora from Broderick directly to go on her weird prenatal investigation.
Lisa Todd Wexley (and family)
Lavender is your color, diva! Finally, we were given the grace of an episode free from statement necklaces. Yes, I’m ignoring the statement brooch and the giant pockets.
And LTW’s daughter Gabby in her head-to-toe Burberry, despite letting a rodent out in her family’s multimillion-dollar penthouse, is doing an amazing job of upholding the family tradition (looking chic during times of calamity).
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Puppet Giuseppe
This has to be one of the most insane party fouls I’ve ever seen in my entire life. From start to finish — the conception and construction of the puppet, the puppet’s bulge, the allegedly asexual geriatric roommate leaving his door open while he wanked at the sight of the puppet. I’d like science to hurry up and invent some serum to wipe my memories. That story line is not something I need to carry with me into the future.
Seema
Even when Seema is committing spiritual manslaughter, she still looks incredible. The fluffy brown cape, the black mesh top, the hair. I’ve never laid eyes on a more glamorous woman.
Men
Adam Gardens, Adam Cardigan. Adam, “Oh no, the plant I’ve [sweetly] anthropomorphized as my mom has fallen out the window again.” He continues to give me the ick, but he has also unfortunately endeared himself to me like one of those hairless dogs with no teeth at an adoption center.
