Cashmere Mafia started in New Zealand last night. First impressions are that it desperately wants to be loved!
Like that annoying friend who copies everything you do.

It’s trying so hard to be Sex and the City crossed with Desperate Housewives that it forgets to be itself.
It feels jolting, cliched.

I’m not going to write it off completely straight away, I’ll give most things a second chance if they show any promise. And I need a fashion fix! So far it seems Lucy Liu is the only one close to being able to give that to me. She got all the good lines too (apart from the shocker “It’s not winning without you”)…man, she must be a demanding bitch in real life.