I’ve been waiting very patiently for the Season 3 premiere of And Just Like That… to hit HBO Max (or HBO, or Max, or whatever it’s called now; I feel like a boomer struggling to understand they/them pronouns). Finally, this week, we were fed—and, oh, what a delusional, delightful feast it was! Giant hats, ridiculous dating choices, Central Park dog drama….I missed this show, and I missed poking gentle fun at it even more.
Below, find (literally) every thought I had about the hotly anticipated return of Carrie Bradshaw & Company:
- I love when an episode kicks off with a peek into Carrie’s legendary closet.
- This loose roll of paper towels in Carrie’s living room is killing me, I don’t know why.
- I think it’s because it’s very hard to picture Carrie Bradshaw buying paper towels?
- There’s our Carrie! Writing Aidan a…blank postcard!
- And wearing Simone Rocha!
- Okay, the least believable thing so far is that a MILF of Miranda’s status would be ignored at a lesbian bar.
- In fact, what bar is this? It’s not Cubbyhole, because there are no undergraduates puking outside of it (God bless).
- Wait, so Carrie’s doing the blank-postcard thing because she’s really not going to communicate with Aidan for five years?
- I know there’s a man shortage in New York, and I know Aidan has a dreamy smile, but this is ridiculous.
- Miranda running into her son’s old babysitter at the lez bar (and humiliating herself in front of her) is so relatable.
- I do really like the babysitter’s little corset top over a white tee.
- Seema’s passed out waiting for a late-njght Zoom date with her director boyfriend, but he’s not available?
- At least her hair looks amazing.
- Cigarette in bed???? Glam (and toxic).
- Well, spoke too soon on that one, because a fire starts and a firefighter correctly yells at Seema about smoking in bed.
- ROSIE O’DONNELL?
- We are so back.
- Oh, I need Lisa’s printed silk pajamas.
- The pink bakery box (ever-present on LA craft services tables) in Lisa’s kitchen is such a fun thing to watch for, especially in shows that are set in New York.
- Off-leash-dog-hours confrontation time!
- Hey, it’s Rock!
- And Lily!
- Wow, Lily’s blowout and school uniform are really giving Gossip Girl.
- Okay, stop everything. What is this deflated hoop skirt on Carrie’s head?
- Is that…a tradwife kiddie pool?
- Or…a Victorian child’s Christmas dress?
- Last one: an enormous gingham crepe?
- Oh Lisa, I beg you not to earnestly use the word “sheroes.”
- Lisa’s right, there really is nothing cool about running for comptroller.
- Her giant necklace, on the other hand, is very cool.
- Oof, Carrie just took a hard fall.
- Am I the only one thinking about the time in the original series when Miranda threw her back out and Carrie sent Aidan to deal with it?
- Just saying, maybe someone deserves some comeuppance.
- Dinner at Tavern on the Green with a lesbian nun…..say yes to life, Miranda!
- I am really enjoying Lisa’s fuck ass bob.
- Thank God Anthony’s hot Italian boyfriend is still around.
- Also obsessed with Lily being into a male ballet dancer.
- Maybe it is actually good for teenage girls to grow up in New York City.
- Aidan!
- I still think this arrangement is insane, but he does look hot.
- That said, I am weirdly put off by his sexy talk.
- I’m not so into this guy for Seema.
- Nor am I so into this canceled-dog storyline for Charlotte, for that matter.
- I respect Carrie for not wanting to have phone sex in front of her cat.
- I’m sorry, but men doing a cappella will always make me itchy.
- Oh, Miranda, I love your kindness, but you do not need to meet a lesbian nun at the M&M Store in Times Square.
- Carrie! You’re so sad! Leave this man! Again!