You may not agree with a woman, but to criticize her appearance — as opposed to her ideas or actions — isn’t doing anyone any favors, least of all you. Insulting a woman’s looks when they have nothing to do with the issue at hand implies a lack of comprehension on your part, an inability to engage in high-level thinking. You may think she’s ugly, but everyone else thinks you’re an idiot.
When she wears ‘The Naked Dress’ to her first date with Big, she knows what she’s doing. When she apologizes to Big’s scandalized ex-wife, her outfit—a Galliano newsprint slip—is less outfit than Brechtian subtitle. Carrie always seemed like an old-school Artist to me: a Homeric poet writing her own masterpiece with clothes, but never outside the strictures of Form. Her choices outstrip their occasions. Sometimes she is successful, sometimes she is not—but she always tries. That’s one of the reasons I love Carrie.