Notable mainly to be the man that is first shacks up with onscreen in season one (Should we now have intercourse like males? ) along with having straight-up shark face, Kurts presence ended up being fleeting. He had been here, after which he had been gone, making just the scent that is lingering of Noir and international venereal diseases in their wake.
Verdict: One Cosmo with lipstick all over rim.
An affable young doofus that Carrie rebounds with after being endured up by Mr. Big, whose ADHD rambling ( “I experienced this fantasy, I’d these HUGE hands, and also you had been inside it… as this gorgeous woman that is unicorn) and tailgating-at-a-Phish-concert-esque apartment fundamentally turned her down when you look at the awesomely-named “Valley associated with the Twenty-Something Guys” episode. Us too.
Verdict: Two cosmos laced with LSD.
The chiseled French designer who mistakes Carrie for a high-class hooker and makes $1,000 regarding the nightstand. Le fin.
Verdict: One Cosmo with a beret (mostly for the line “You’re too gorgeous to be a journalist. ” F*ck you, guy. )