Well, we made it through Episode 1 of the second season of And Just Like That..., and what we got was a whole lot of kooky veils, dating drama, and strap-on angst. I actually think the season finds much better footing in its second episode, though; the OG three ladies are falling back into their old rapport, and the new characters are actually making it easier not to long for Samantha Jones. Without further ado, here’s (quite literally) every thought I had throughout the episode:
- Carrie Bradshaw doing ad reads for Zoom therapy when she famously called herself a “‘solve your own problems’ kind of gal” on the original show? Preposterous.
- Well, at least it’s better than the “vaginal wellness” read she does next.
- Nobody can mix prints like Seema.
- Che/Miranda sex! Interrupted by a call from Che’s showrunner, but still.
- I love that there’s another butch character on this show to complement Che. What if...and this is wild, hear me out here...there were three?
- No offense to Che, but are we ever going to hear from Steve again?
- Is it me, or is the writing sounding a little more vintage Carrie (in a good way) than in episodes past? “I held up that vegan purse on Instagram; my other purses still won’t speak to me” rings true from a girl who uses her oven as storage.
- Lord, don’t let me live long enough to see Carrie Bradshaw write podcast ad copy for vaginal wellness brands.
- Lisa’s extremely chic mother-in-law is in town, which requires some emergency hair-braiding for their daughter.
- Over at the York-Goldenblatt house, another daughter is stealing the scene: Lily announces that she’s started writing songs and wants an electric keyboard.
- Harry and Charlotte wisely say no, which seems out of character for Upper East Side parents, but good for them.
- Okay, Rock’s style this season is epic. The bucket hat, the gold chain, come on!
- Nya’s hot long-distance husband wants to use a surrogate to have kids, but she doesn’t.
- Miranda’s at an AA meeting (damn, I totally forgot that whole plotline). Good for you, Miranda!
- It’s especially good for Miranda when she meets a cute tattooed person in her meeting (who has a husband, but I’m calling it now: poly storyline!).
- Seema deserves better than this Sam-Jones-repeat storyline where she’s at war with her gay hairdresser.
- Oh shit, Lily has the keyboard, with money she earned from selling her clothes on the “RealDeal,” which is genius. That’s my girl.
- OMG, Lily resold a Chanel dress “from Lagerfeld’s last collection” to pay for her music! Charlotte is predictably distraught, but that rocks.
- Charlotte, sorry to be mean, but get a life.
- Oh no, Lisa’s husband (sorry, I refuse to learn new straight mens’ names) is caught by his mother and her Alpha Kappa Alpha sorority sisters just as he’s yelling at a racist cab driver.
- Wow, this woman straight-up pretends not to know her own granddaughter to save face. Sorority women are scary!
- Are Carrie and the cute producer going to...write this vagina ad copy together?
- Carrie Bradshaw punning on Megan Thee Stallion’s name is not the collab I was hoping for.
- Seriously, Rock’s styling is so good this season.
- Aw, Lily’s performing for her parents and Anthony! The song is, uh, about privilege? As all great bops are?
- “Who is she, Lily Eilish?” is a solid Anthony line, I must admit.
- Hey, it’s Tony Danza!
- Wow, I missed good Carrie-Miranda banter.
- Once again, I wish Nya got a better storyline than just being mad at her husband all the time, but watching her pack up all her husband’s stuff is cracking me up.
- Charlotte drags Carrie with her to storm the RealDeal and get Lily’s dress back, but Carrie stumbles across some important boots. (Forgive me, Vogue fashion team; I can’t remember who made them.)
- Miranda combs through a bunch of sea kelp to find her missing phone after doing some beach clean-up, which reminds me of the L.A. episodes of Sex and the City that I treasure all the more now that I live here.
- I love Che for vaping before their big dinner with Tony Danza.
- Che sends a guy in a purple truck to retrieve Miranda from being stranded at the beach, and he’s a Soho House bartender who..........IS MARRIED TO CHE? Twist!
- Tony Danza playing a cancellation-shy version of himself is everything I never knew I needed.
- Miranda is freaking out about Che being married (justifiably), but Che says they’re “both such slackers we never got around to getting divorced” (I relate to this as well.)
- God, Che is so hot and unavailable and Miranda is down so bad. Somehow this show really concocted a nonbinary Mr. Big.
- Carrie’s podcast is shut down after a sale to Apple. Welcome to modern-era digital media, babe! I’ll Venmo you $20 for beer.
- Wow, podcast-producer crush breaks up with Carrie because he “wants more.” It’s such a mature, in-your-50s breakup, though! Certainly no “I’m sorry, I can’t, don’t hate me” on a Post-It.
