We finally caught Sex And The City, the movie. But instead of that sharp, urbane wit, typical of the show, we got the most banal and the corny. But film did have its moments.
The use of the word ’colouring’ as a metaphor for having sex is clever (there’s a three-year old in the vicinity who might be corrupted with such bold banter). It’s not been even a week since the release of the film, and people have already embraced the word; I’ve heard quite a few friends (girls and guys) using it to describe their racy/lackluster/non-existent sex lives.
‘I coloured this weekend.’
‘I haven’t coloured since last year, but July looks good!’
‘I love to experiment with colouring!’
