Where the first SATC still had it's feet firmly planted in reality, albeit a designer one of fantastic proportions, this movie steps off the ledge into a world where a recession means settling for the coach seats instead of first-class (a prospect that sends menopausal Samantha into genuine hysterics).
But Samantha's wardrobe is the star of this movie, showing off a body even a 20-year-old would envy in sparkling minidresses, cutouts, and capes to cover herself up in the Middle East.
Their trip to one of the faces of the 'New Middle East,' Abu Dhabi, inspired a fashion free for all: I'm talking harem jumpsuits, headscarves, Birkin bags, metallic bathing suits, and up-to-THERE slits. Charlotte even needed assistance when she couldn't walk in her heels across the sand.
The only tarnish to the fashion, which purposely bordered garish at times, was that excessive indulgence is a little hard to swallow in a time where people are starving all over the world, and especially in parts of the 'old' Middle East which remain impoverished. But I think that's always been part of SATC's charm, even on television; the fantasy it presented.
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