Sisterhood and Dirty Pants

Had a wonderful treat today. I got to catch up with my cousin whom I only get to see when I'm in town and who I adore. We are the only primas on that side of the family tree so its always a blast when we get together. Today's adventure was going to the mall to see Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2. Now I by no means want to endorse this as a "good" movie. As an ensemble piece its horrible....it starts new story lines for all 4 main characters and half follows through on them, if at all.

Yet I loved this movie, just like I'll admit it I loved the first one. For some reason despite repeatedly noting throughout the flick that there were flaws in the story lines and character development I fell in love with those underdeveloped characters. I think its obvious that this is only a movie for girls, (kudos for the boyfriends who endure it and the fathers who take their families for a night out) I don't think it can be appreciated by anyone lacking in estrogen. Despite its pitfalls as a work of cinema, there exists an indeterminable reason within the film that creates a feeling of sisterhood in the universal self-discovery within womanhood that makes this a great femme flick.

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Did anyone think else think it was akward when they said at the start of the movie that the pants weren't to be washed and then once they caught you up you realized its been like 4 years since they got the pants?!?!?!?!? um gross.