Jonathan Borge Jun 06, Bradshaw mainly did this for her newspaper sex column, often posing existential questions about love that could rival anything written by a great philosopher. F— me badly twice, shame on me. Do you know what these are? Manolo Blahnik Mary Janes! I thought these were an urban shoe myth! I was emotionally slutty. Big "The good ones screw you, the bad ones screw you, and the rest don't know how to screw you.
I don't want to scare it. Big "Sexy is what I try to get them to see after I win them over with my personality. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.
Charlotte is the brunette, Miranda is the redhead, and Samantha is trouble. Big "I feel the same way about being a bridesmaid as you feel about Botox. I'm done with dick'? I'll try anything once. I'm never dating again. I miss my job. Dreams change, trends come and go, but friendships never go out of style.
I mean, look what happened with Nixon. No one wanted to f— him, so he f—ed everyone. It's just a little bag, but we'd feel naked in public without it. Sit around bars, sipping Cosmos and sleeping with strangers when we're 80? I will wear whatever and blow whomever I want as long as I can breathe—and kneel. In what twisted world does that create a baby?
People come into your life and people go. It's my clitoris, not the Sphinx.