"I'm telling you guys. This is going to be my best column ever. I am even thinking of trying to make a book from this series. "I am calling it Is Love Really Extinct? " Carrie said as she sipped her cosmopolitan. "I think it is great." Sighed Charlotte , the eternal romantic. "He did just what Big did for you. He put aside all of his doubts and went for it." Samantha just looked at her martini with disgust and also the fact that Smith had left her for some young thing in Hollywood. She didn't believe in love anymore after Richard Wright and the promises that Smith made to her.
"So Monica said there was a guy for me? Just as long as there is no promises and he is a good fuck." Samantha said before she drank her martini.
"I think I want to meet Monica, she reminds me a lot of myself." Said Charlotte. "Well that's why she wanted to have this party. We were all talking about our lives and everything and we found out we have a lot in common with each other. Plus these guys seem like such a fun group of people." Carrie gushed. "All the girls agreed , this was going to be a fun party. Carrie only wished that Big could have wrapped up his business in Brussels , and been there with her.
"Honey, don't touch that." Monica said as she slapped Chandler's hand. She had spent the afternoon cleaning and had her mother watching the twins. The morning had been reserved for making some of her famous salmon mousse and onion tartlets. She scrubbed the front entryway and scattered some candles for aviance. This was to be a sophisticated evening for a bunch of adults in the mid thirties. Rachel had came over earlier and brought Monica an outfit to wear. She remembered that Carrie was just like Rachel, and was always throwing on designer outfits and wore expensive shoes. Monica sighed as she looked at the tag. It said Prada on it. She put her dark hair into a chignon and strung a set of glass beads around the neckline. In the back of her closet was her lone pair of stilettos.She slid her feet into them as then she strolled in front of the mirror. She wasn't just Monica , she was the gorgeous woman that he married and he kissed her on her neck. "You look like you should be on the cover of a magazine." Sighed Chandler. She took his hand and patted it.
Carrie stood in her La Perla bra and panties as she sighed at her closet. Stanford was going to be her escort tonight. Anthony wasn't feeling well, so he insisted that Stannie have fun with his wife tonight. Stanford perched a cigarette in his fingers. "So we are going to Westchester and suburbia?" he giggled. "I know I usually hate this women from Connecticut and the suburbs, but this woman Monica is really nice and her husband is actually Nora Bing's son. You know the author of Passion Unleashed?" Carrie held up a fun Gucci blouse and silk capris. Stanford smiled and gave it applause. Now she would put on her lavender Manolos and grab her purple clutch.
"We would make such a nice couple." Carrie sighed as she looked in the mirror at the two of them side by side. "Yeah if only I wasn't a big old queen." He laughed.
Rachel put the diamond studs in her ears as Ross tied his tie. "I am so glad that Mom is taking her tonight. I hate to do that anymore, but Monica said an adult evening and the twins are at your parents." She said as she put the silver chain around her neck. "Here let me help you with that. " Rachel smiled as he put the clasp together, then leaned down and kissed her neck. She was trying something new. She had her hair up and was wearing a floral print Dolce and Gabbana halter dress with gold stilettos.
"You do look like a model." He smiled.
"It's Carrie. She just loves to express herself through fashion. I work in fashion and I dress sometimes like I should working on Wall Street or something. I just decided to wear something fun and frilly tonight." She giggled as she turned around. He took her hand and in an impromptu move twirled her around. God he loved this woman.
Mike sat on the couch as Phoebe came out of the bedroom. She was wearing a white peasant blouse that laced up like a corset and of course a pair of boots she found at a thrift store on Bleeker. Her skirt had peacocks embroidered on its purple fabric in gold thread. She went to grab her guitar, but then Mike got up and grabbed it from her. "No music tonight , honey." Phoebe put out her lip. "It's a party, things might get musical." Mike put his arm around her. "Then let someone else do it." He said. "Okay , but if Ross drags out that keyboard or those bagpipes , you are going to be so sorry I didn't bring my guitar." Mike smiled . "I'll take my chances." They walked out the door.
"Mom, we're going now." Miranda said as her and Steve were grabbing their coats. Steve had grabbed from Scout a bottle to take to the party . Mrs. Brady came to the door holding red headed Brady now named Steven because of the confusion of the name Brady Brady. But to Miranda, he would always be Brady. "Have fun you guys, Stevie and I are going to tonight." Miranda walked over and kissed little Brady on the head."Bye my little man." He reached over and gave his mom a kiss. Miranda knew that even after making partner , this is what she really wanted . Her own little family, complete with a dog and a rather large cat named Fatty. She may no longer live in Manhattan , but in Brooklyn, she had found her home.
Charlotte . attired in a cashmere sweater and Burberry skirt, hopped in the cab with Harry. Looking back , she was concerned with leaving Taylor with a sitter. "This is the first time we have left her alone since we brought her back from China." Charlotte looked worriedly.Harry assured her. "Honey, she'll be fine. We need a night out and these people seem like really nice people. Carrie says that you and our hostess Monica have quite a lot in common. She also said she can't wait to meet another woman who is an adoptive mother." Charlotte said to the driver. "Westchester, please." The cab started off
"An actor." Moaned Samantha in her belly baring Pucci print . Her blonde hair had finally grown out again. It was still chicly short, but it was her own. The chemo was finally over after one more round for a precaution. Her head was covered with a Pucci scarf in a fashion that reminded Carrie of the way Valerie Harper wore it on Rhoda. And garagantuan fuschia hoops earrings hung from her ears.
Chandler said he was in from the coast. "He is the actor from that show Deep Powder." Carrie said as she got a copy of Us with Joey on the cover. "Hey he is hot. I hear that he has quite a reputation with the ladies ,this Joey Tribbiani." Samantha smiled , this might be one good fuck after all. She was surprised that with all the men she had slept with , she had never did this Italian stallion who was basically the male version of Samantha in bed.. With the girls all ready, the three of them took off to Westchester and the Bing house.