Isn’t it funny when something big happens where you’ve been on holiday? I mean like a movie. A big huge, blockbuster packed with A-listers and glamour that makes you drool.
So for me, it was great to see The Beach because I’d spent time in Thailand, and it’s always good to watch movies about LA because I’ve lived there. You know, it’s that fascination thing, a kind of urban vanity and of course, I love movies based in London even more. I don’t care if it’s About a Boy or American Werewolf in London, I’ll still be hooked on the location.
When we got back to England from our holiday in Morocco, I heard that a certain group of four New Yorkers had flown into Marrakesh the day after we left…and boy, by the the look of this trailer, we did the same trip…although I didn’t have a wardrobe mistress to hand (sadly).
While I must confess that I roughed it somewhat in Morocco, I still managed to stretch to wearing Dior sunglasses and carrying my Sonya Rykiel handbag with me when we went across the Sahara, these girls just do it better!