‘Gossip Girl’ recap: ‘New Haven Can Wait’
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Ah, fall. That time of year when your average Upper East Sider plans a momentous visit to Yale, and ends up having a well-dressed fistfight at the dean’s house.
Would you expect anything less from “Gossip Girl?”
Yes, my lovelies, the gang hit the road to New Haven, in the hopes of boosting their chances of making it into the creme de la creme of the Ivies. (Because Yale, Harvard and Princeton are the only ones that really count as an Ivy League school, according to the Book of Blair Waldorf. Her assessment of what attending Brown would do to Serena’s fashion sense and hygiene was truly hilarious.)
And speaking of Blair and Serena, they brought the campus smackdown last night. Serena decided to sabotage Blair by wooing the college dean of admissions, after B. taunted her about never being able to get in: “You’re not that smart.”
Well, Serena turned out to be smarter than Blair in one area: Cleavage.
Because after flashing the dean some serious skin in a low-cut blouse and tight jeans—always appropriate for a college interview—S. managed to finagle an invite to the dean’s house party.
Poor Blair, dressed like a 1930s schoolmarm, got bupkis. Until she, in classic Waldorf fashion and a bizarrely funny scene, bribed the dean’s secretary with some antique porcelain cats.
B. had a meltdown at the party, though, changing Serena’s answer to Pete Fairmond, who, thankfully for those of us who’ve forgotten last week much less last May, she reminded everyone is the man Serena killed. (Well, sort of. She and Georgina scooted out of that hotel room when Pete O.D.ed, but hey, S. did call 911 before he croaked. And his parents forgave her, so we’re all good!)
That led us to the spectacular purse-throwing, hair-pulling, stiletto-kicking, “I hate this headband!”-flinging catfight to end all catfights. Which somehow did NOT result in Serena falling out of her (once again) inappropriate cocktail dress, most likely through the miraculous intervention of industrial-strength double-sided tape. (Sorry, boys, the CW isn’t HBO…)
I was almost disappointed when the gals made up in the end, because I’ve been kind of enjoying bad Serena. Not even Chuck makes Blair lose it to that capacity!
As for our favorite Mother Chucker, he was in rare form, too. Seems like he only took the trip north to ferret out members of the secret Skull & Bones society. I’m still wondering if Chuck was really considering Yale and the S&B, until they asked him to betray Nate.
Or perhaps he realized that he couldn’t cope with everyone else on campus wearing rugby shirts and jeans, when clearly they should be in orange stovepipe pants and fedoras? I love me some Chuck Bass fashion, but honestly, what teenage boy wears a pocket square? Wait a minute, I did know a guy at Georgetown who wore an ascot, so never mind…
Designer clothing aside, Chuck’s plot against the society was genius. Who else would hire escorts for a night of debauchery, then have the girls take incriminating photos with their “lipstick cams?” You know, just in case he needs some leverage with a future captain of industry 15 years or so down the road.
And who’d have thunk that Chuck would be so loyal to Nate?
Of course, Chuck’s version of being a good guy involved getting Dan Humphrey tied to a statue in his underwear. But hey, that prank was like a 2 on the Chuck Bass Scale of Evil, so I’m not sure why Nate suddenly got so mad.
It did, however, set up the unlikely friendship between Nate and Dan. First Vanessa, now Dan. Is Nate just really into slumming in Brooklyn lately?
Perhaps so, because I hear that a smooch between him and Jenny isn’t far away!
I’m happy about that, because little J. needs a new storyline soon: This tortured decision of whether or not to go to school is putting me to sleep.
Especially when we all know that Jenny will get her skinny butt back to Constance Billard eventually. Unless this is part of the show’s plan to give her a spin-off of her own?
That’s all for now, boys and girls. Until next week, when Blair plots with Chuck against Vanessa. Now that just isn’t a fair fight…
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