Kim Cattrall, our OG glamazon queen and chaos sorceress of the Upper East Side, almost didn’t play Samantha Jones. That’s right, kids. Samantha almost stayed in the drafts. FOUR. TIMES. 😱💅
So apparently, back in the dino times (aka the late 90s), Kim looked at the script and was like: “Nah babes, I’m too seasoned and moisturized for this mess.” Why? Because of what she calls “self-inflicted ageism” — a.k.a. the internal voice that tells you 40 is the endgame and you should probably go knit something instead of serving jawlines and orgasms on HBO.
But then the cultural vibe shifted, and suddenly the world was like, “Wait. Forty is HOT. Like MILFcore hot. Like, give us more of that hot.” And Kim? She heard the streets calling. 💋
She finally gave Samantha life, and boy did she go full carnivore. “Everyone was nibbling on the appetizers and my girl was like, ‘Where’s the steak?’” 🍖💦 ICONIC. She wasn’t just sipping tea, she was chugging champagne in a silk robe with zero regrets and a martini in both hands.
Kim also clarified: she’s not Samantha in real life — she’s more into committed cuddles than backseat escapades. But she fought to make sure Samantha was never just the “sex girl.” No, no. Samantha was the boss. Always in control. Always fabulous. Always one step away from starting a cult.
So next time you’re spiraling over whether you’re “too old” to do something — remember: Kim Cattrall turned 40 and then became a generational sex symbol, fashion oracle, and brunch philosopher.
Now go eat your steak, babes. 🔥
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