Gossip Girl

As always, this show is ruining my life.

Instead of doing my homework, which I have in abundance, I am sitting down in my bathroom, in front of the heater, and watching the latest episode of what I will refer to as that 'addictive devil show'.

I was just about to say that I don't know why I like it, but it's pretty obvious that I do: the fashion. Really, that's all it has to recommend it. Fashion and beautiful highschoolers doing more interesting things with their lives than most people get to do, ever. I suppose the allure of it lies in the escapism of its 'plot lines' (and I use the term loosely, as I have never encountered secret societies, teacher-student affairs, rich society ladies getting it on with their daughter's boyfriend's (or ex boyfriends, depends on the episode) fathers, or some random Countess having an affair with both the show's resident sweetheart and her own stepson, who, on the other hand, seems to be having a good time courting the resident spoilt, revengful (albeit well dressed) brat.) which, you'd hope, are nore really part of your everyday teenager's life.

Oh, but the clothes...they evoke within every girl (I hope) a fantasy of beautiful bags and shoes and dresses, all tailor made to perfection, corresponding with the outifits of their friends as well as their surroundings perfectly, with just the right amount of fashionable juxtaposition and contrast to set off a new trend.

Oh Gossip Girl, as a show, you sure are shit; but when it comes to fashion, no one, (dare I say it?) not even Sex and the City, can do it better.

1 comments:

sliceofwatermelon said...

I love Gossip Girl too. My guilty pleasure. :D