Those Sex and the City non-glamor gals just want it all: the exciting sparks of living in a large city; looking young; looking beautiful; relationships; husbands; children; careers; girls night outs; and Manolo Blahnik shoes to do this all with.
I don't know why they call the movie, especially the second one that is showing now, Sex and the City. They should call it, The goings-on of four neurotic, middle-aged women in New York City.