What I’m actually here to be acknowledged is that, , nothing is what it seems when it comes to nostalgic movies. Hate to break it to you, but not every eligible bachelorette in the tri-state region also owns a spacious duplex with an interior design replica of Z Gallerie. Like, I’m still waiting on a rom com where Katherine Heigl lives on a strict diet of Top Ramen and Frosted Flakes in a dumpster studio after disappearing smashed from being forced to purchase 27 fugly bridesmaid dresses not even Sears would stand to carry. But thanks to my attentive Google research, I’m now well aware that
my good vocation selection has forced me to become financially dependent on a rich male these bitches would prob be living in loophole if not for this thing called skewed knowledge, or payment self-restraint for that are important. So here are the actual rates of their humble abodes IRL, and it’s literally just as un-shocking as it is annoying.
Carrie Bradshaw’s Apartment,
If you seriously thought that Carrie Bradshaw actually lived comfortably( and by comfortably, I entail living on an every day diet of brunch at the Plaza and weekly Chanel shopping binges) on a columnist’s salary, you’re out of your batshit imagination. Her one-bedroom suite on the Upper East Side rate her a whopping $700 a few months( good one, rent see ), but in reality, the place would go for about $3,000. Actually, in REAL reality, the building is attached in West Village, and is actually a 4,100 -square-foot house with four tales, 10 rooms and six hearths. In 2012, it sold for $9.85 million aka Mr. Big’s slutty pocket change.
Carrie And Big’s Apartment,
Speaking of the devil, idk what the hell is Mr. Big even did for a living, but clearly money was all Carrie was after considering he’s an actual piece of shit (# TeamAidan ). Literally the only rationale she abode with him was because she forgot her Manolos, and also that wardrobe, but like, I get it. Their apartment was located on Fifth Avenue across from Central Park, but the interior was actually shot in a four-story walk-up on 62 nd Street, expensing $190,000 a few months to hire, or $40 -$ 50 million to buy. K fine, I predict this was worth ending for.
Beth And Neil’s Loft,
Such a typical fuckboy Ben Affleck move( or just what I feel is something Ben would do) to have all the benefits of a union without the actual wedlock itself, including the beautiful brick Baltimore loft on Federal Hill. Bless Jen’s heart for playing a reputation she actually had to live out in real life, but like, at the least they were only paying $2,280 a few months for a 2-bedroom. Steal.
Noah’s Waterfront House,
Noah’s fairytale fixer-upper was actually built in 1772 as a 4-bedroom waterfront property on Wadmalaw Island in South Carolina. Its current monthly rental price disappears for a whopping $12,000 — again, that’s PER MONTH–which translates to about $695 a month back in 1940. Fat chance Noah’s carpentry salary could yield that, so idk perhaps they offered him a sick 2-for-1 discount on wood boards. But tbh, that humanity could’ve built me a dumpster behind the house and I’d still be naked on his wrap-around balcony in record time.
Jenna Rink’s Apartment,
Jenna’s epic glow-up preceded her to become a big-time bitch periodical writer, so being able to yield an suite on Fifth Avenue is semi-believable. On norm, a one-bedroom in the building where she first stumbled out in lingerie departs for about $4,000 a month, or $1.3 million for obtain. Unfortunately, she sold her red-hot pro-hockey player boyfriend and his thingy for her formerly fat sidekick, so nothing for Jenna Rink bye.
I don’t care what you say, are more underrated J.Lo film of all time, and this is not up for debate. Mostly because we got a real glimpse of actual “Jenny from the Block”, as investigated by her 2-bedroom Bronx apartment on E. 175 th Street, which would cost $1,300 a few months today #gentrification. But also because if J.Lo can marry rich, then so can I. Speaking of hot wealthy beings, the inn suite leased by Christopher Marshall at the make-believe Beresford Hotel was actually filmed at the Roosevelt Hotel and the boujee Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, which would go for $12 K a few months. Tell me enjoy don’t expense a thing now. I’ll wait.
This monstrous houseboat shacking it on Lake Union in Seattle is the reason I have trust questions. If I was never forced to sit through the already eluding scheme of this film, I’d think this thing was straight out of some lakeside horror cinema. The houseboat has four bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a lakeside pier and was last sold for$ two million in 2014, so it’s a neat setup. Still, something about taking a woman you literally don’t know back to a drifting residence on a dark reservoir simply screams R.I.P.
I’m not sure how a hooker can’t render a bit nicer of a situate, but Viv’s rates were apparently not cut out for big city income. Her apartment in LA’s Las Palmas hotel get for a whopping $185 a few months, although average chamber rates per darknes are now $300. This was yet another classic occasion of damsel in distress saved by fuckboy and his billfold, seeing as Edward’s 2-bed, 3-bath penthouse suite at the Regent Beverly Wilshire Hotel exited for $38,500 per week. No wonder I’m so fucked up.
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