Do YOU have $16,000 to spend trying to attend a movie premiere?  Apparently the families of two girls from British Columbia did, only to be turned away at the New York debut of the film:

They wore sexy high-heels and designer dresses hoping to walk the red carpet like their idol Carrie Bradshaw.

Instead, Jen Ferguson and her pal Devon Cross had to lean on umbrellas to ease the pain in their feet, and cower for cover when the heavens opened.

The best friends from Virginia, British Columbia - who paid $16,000 for the New York trip to see “Sex” - were among thousands of disappointed “Sex and The City” fans who waited for hours outside Radio City Music Hall Tuesday only to be told the venue was overbooked. [...]

Security officials said up to 2,000 people - who had bought tickets through promotional giveaways authorized by movie studio New Line Cinema - were shut out of the screening.

Ferguson said her father bought theirs through a similar promotion from Bluefish Concierge services but had no idea if they would be refunded.

Their tickets were marked “first come, first served” but they arrived at Radio City at 3:30 p.m. and with more than 6,000 seats up for grabs, they never imagined they would not get inside.

“First come, first served.”  Kind of self-explanatory, don’t you think?  You may get in, you may not…soooooo, what’s not to understand?

Well, apparently there was some sort of a snafu at Radio City, where there were too many tickets and not enough seats:

“The movie studio gave out way more promotional tickets than could fit in the orchestra,” said one insider. “Radio City managers told the New Line people, ‘You can solve this by opening up the mezzanines, which have 2,700 more seats - but they wouldn’t do it.”

However, a New Line source countered, “It was Radio City Music Hall making that decision. They took control of the fan line. They turned the fans away.”

After the orchestra section’s 2,900 seats filled up, some 500 ticked-off promotional ticket holders were walked over to the DGA Theater on West 57th Street. The rest were issued vouchers to see the picture for free at cinemas tomorrow.

Whatever.  Don’t really care.

Gas is $4 and up a gallon.  More people are dealing with bankruptcies and foreclosures than ever.  Jobs are being cut, and those who keep their jobs are having to deal with having their pay slashed.  Milk is almost $4 a gallon and you can’t afford to even look at meat and fresh fruits and vegetables.  The economy is going in the toilet.  There’s a war in Iraq, earthquake devastation in China, and people starving in third world countries.  Overall, prices are going up while paychecks are going down.  And these people have $16K to blow on a trip to see a movie that glorifies (along with promiscuity) overspending, brand worship, and blind materialism?  Where do I sign up for their job?  The only thing worse would be if they financed all this with their credit cards and will have to pay on this fiasco for the next umpteen years.

Go ahead.  Bring on the “you’re jealous” comments.  I encourage it.  Because all that will show is that I have a firm grip on reality while others excuse the ridiculousness of wasting good, hard-earned money on a movie.

Um…HELLO?  I’m not against going to the movies, and I’m not against having a good time, and I’m not against vacations, but come on.  It’s a movie.  Yeah, okay…they should have the right to spend their money however they see fit, even if it is stupid, but if they’re going to talk about it to the New York Daily News then I have the right to comment on the foolishness of it. Hey, girls…call me when you get some real problems, okay?

I am going to admit something that certain women will find unbelievable:  I have seen only one-and-a-half episodes of Sex And The City.  Why?  Well, for one thing, we don’t have HBO, and the only reason I saw what I did of the show was because there was a free promotion going on at the same time the SATC series was wrapping up, so I saw half of the next to last episode and all of the last.  That, and oh yeah…I found out I just don’t care.

In an attempt over the years to try and figure out the appeal, I’ve seen pieces of episodes here and there, but I have come to the conclusion that I just don’t get it.  If it’s your kind of show, great…it just isn’t mine.  Frankly, there were two reasons I tuned in to the episodes I did…Baryshnikov and Noth, two yummy pieces of man flesh.

So with that in mind (and don’t say I didn’t make it clear), we go to the movie premiere of the superfluous SATC movie, which took place in London over the weekend.

But wait, there’s more…

Not so long ago, my sister, an avid music listener and the foundation for my music taste (she’s older and I used to steal her records, HAHA, you can’t do anything about it now sis!) turned me on to The Weepies, a duo featuring a folk/pop sound and their song “Gotta Have You” and I loved it.

Well, it seems their sweet indie sound has garnered them a fair amount of soundtrack work (songs from Say I Am You have been featured on many popular TV shows, including Grey’s Anatomy, Everwood, One Tree Hill, Scrubs, The Riches, How I Met Your Mother, Gossip Girls, GRΣΣK and Kyle XY) on both the small screen AND now the big screen.

A secret source passed this on to us:

The Weepies In The City?

Not only is The Weepies song ‘All This Beauty’ featured on the Sex & The City movie soundtrack, the band members themselves make a CAMEO in the movie! Look for Carrie and Charlotte out on the town drinking martinis at a NY hotspot where The Weepies just happen to be performing! Sarah Jessica Parker, herself, was even heard humming the tune during filming!

You can hear “All This Beauty” here.

While k and I haven’t seen the big screen version of “Sex and The City” yet, there was much discussion of this hideous ensemble worn by SITC star Sarah Jessica Parker at the premiere yesterday. Seriously, WTF?

No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine, no amount of crack, no amount of crying will ever make that outfit not look ridiculous.

There are images circulating which show a lovely brunette naked and engaged in various sex acts from artistic angles who looks vaguely like a famous actress. Or to put it another way, some chick with brown hair, who may or may not be Kristen Davis aka Charlotte from Sex In The City (and Melrose Place before that) allowed her picture to be taken while she was taking it.

Before we get into the specifics of the aforementioned photos, the first thing that struck me is why on earth would a famous woman allow herself to be photographed in the nude, with penises near her vajayjay or her face? I mean isn’t that the sort of cardinal sin any self-respecting actress would never commit? Sure Paris Hilton would, or Lindsay Lohan, or porn stars (wait are Paris and Lindsay porn stars? nevermind), but not sweet, innocent Kristin Davis!

Well, yes, even sweet girls like to be naughty and apparently having yourself photographed while doing the nasty is like, totally hot. Or something.

Kristin has denied the photos are hers, and since the angles are such that we can’t get a straight shot of her, then really it’s her word against the totally creepy scumbag who leaked the photos to the press. Did I mention that was a really scummy and creepy thing to do? What does this say about society when you can’t pick up some random dude, have unprotected sex with him, allow him to take pictures of you while having unprotected sex, and trust said guy to not leak these pictures on the eve of your first major film debut?

I guess it says we like naked pics of celebs, that’s what. So without further ado, some naked pics after the jump. NSFW

But wait, there’s more…