Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd unwittingly set Miranda up on a date with Manhattan Guy.
Look at that.
That night, Charlotte saw God seven times.
Voila.
That's a girdle with a hole.
Somewhere in this hip, normal-looking apartment...
You're scrappy.
That night Charlotte came harder than she ever had before.
-You've got to be kidding. -C'mon.
-Whatever happened to aging gracefully? -It got old.
P.J. was a very successful independent-movie producer.
Last night I slept with a Calvin KIein model. I've never felt sexier.
Charlotte realized Miranda was right. She had stayed too long at the fair.
The Man With Two Faces.
I can't explain it.
I was deep into the sex haze and completely freaked out.
What is that supposed to mean?
I Ioved camp. I went to this place in Maine called Minihaha.
Hi, Carrie.
This is me.