It's the eve before Feb. 14, and both love and the scent of buttered popcorn are in the air. Standing out among the throngs of many, many ladies, couples trickle into the movie theater holding hands, laughing, ready to watch a hot Irish guy use his necktie in ways that would make ol' Saint Valentine blush.
Yup, we're at the opening night of Fifty Shades of Grey in N.Y.C.'s Times Square, where the atmosphere feels more like a giant co-ed bachelorette party (or maybe that's just because a number of women smuggled mini bottles of champagne in their purses, which we nearly trip over on the floor when we m...
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