Before we go any further, we have to handle with the small problem of Georgina Sparks. She lurked around this all episode in a bad blond wig and a big overcoat, trying (and defect) to get people to aid and/or disburse attention to her. No one would, so she finally finished up behind at Dan’s place, forcing him to listen. When she had his attention, she disclosed an enormous, lam�� covered baby bump and claimed that he was going to be a father. Please, Dan,
ghd ceramic straighteners, for the love of everything that is holy – ask for a paternity test. I know thatyou can be a little slow on the uptake at times, but you’re nowhere fatuous ample to have sperminated Georgina Freakin’ Sparks. And if you have, well, I guess that makes your impending re-hookup with Serena a little more intricate.
Personally, I thought that Jenny was going to slay herself and that would be our Season Finale Big Surprise, so they truly got me on this one. After meditative about it, though, I have some prognoses for next season: Chuck ambition survive, the baby won’t be Dan’s, and Jenny won’t linger away from Manhattan very long at all. When she comes back, I certainly hope that we get the complete destruction that Blair agreed her.
In a decidedly fewer boring storyline, when we next saw Chuck and Jenny, she was curled up in his bed in shame and he was arranging there feeling…well, probably feeling nothing, depending on how many he had to drink ahead she arrived. But she was a virgin, remember? And now she’s lost her virginity to Big Bad Chuck, who quite clearly gave her an out before sleeping with her, which she did not take, and she feels like maybe a little bit of a skank. And just when she thought asset were as bad as they could be, an hoist sounded and someone another was in the apartment – Blair.
She called Chuck’s appoint and he flew out of the room, leaving Jenny and reuniting with his lost love. For her chapter, Jenny stripped the bed of her ###### canvases (teenage scandal is so adorable) and used her mantle of invisibility to get out of the room undetected. Fhardly everme reason, the first area that she thought to go and wail her eyes out was the church at Lenox Hill Hospital, where Eric found her and asked her what happened – all she had to do was whimper out the words “Chuck” and “mistake” for him to know thatthey had ######, and he went and found Big Brother Humphrey to avenge Jenny’s fragile naturalness. Nevermind the fact that Jenny plainly agreed and that their vicinity in old would make her legally capable to do so where I live, despite the fact that she’s below 18 – she needed a man to nail her fallen morality!
Back at Lenox Hill, Dorota’s adorable baby was born and Dan and Serena were having silly chats about their silly feelings and almost-kissing in the waiting room. First of all, eww,
2010 GHD Blue Serenity IV Styler, hospital waiting rooms are polluted. I scarcely want to exist in one, let lonely consider production out. Second of all, REALLY? We yet know how the whole Dan/Serena thing goes. If they’re going to do all of this to us again, it manner the writers have fully escape out of story lines for these boring roles, someone which I calculate we’ve suspected all season long.
Fast forward a week and Blair was, somehow, doing just fine. She packaged for a summer-long trip to Paris and convinced Serena to work with her, and I got a little jealous. I ambition to jet off to Paris above a moment’s notification too!
There are now two planes of existence: one for those that have not seen this episode, and one for those that have. If you’re still living on thabove all airplane, I have but two pieces of counsel for you: (1) Go watch it quickly. Leave go early, give your kid to a babysitter, lock your boyfriend out of your apartment. Do however you have to do. (2) Don’t peruse the repose of this recap until you’ve seen the entire thing, because if you do, I’m by and by spoil the repose of your life for you. You’ve been warned.
Blair’s attempts were bolstered by the Gossip Girl blast that came through with Jenny’s picture of Dan and Serena, which suddenly gave her something to converge on besides her as-yet-unmade decision about that Basshat (and when she called him that, she made my entire life). Who knew that Blair would ever be excited to go to Brooklyn? But she was. Jenny was in Brooklyn, and Blair would trench her date to go eviscerate Little Jenny Humphrey,
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Two days afterward and I am still utterly and totally shocked at Monday night’s Gossip Girl season finale. Stunned. Aghast. Gobsmacked, for all the Brits out there. I feel favor the writers unceremoniously devastated everything that I knew to be right and true and agreeable in this earth in approximately 44 minutes of CW TV.
Dan and Serena did a little better over in Brooklyn, where they not only slept in the same bed and Serena wore Dan’s shirt, but they likewise spooned a little morsel and kissed. (But it didn’t average anything,
buy tory burch! Or, uh, perhaps it did?) Oh, and they had their photo taken. By Jenny, who conveniently left her coffee cup behind to notify everybody that she was the human that sent the picture in to Gossip Girl, thereby managing to screw up two relationships (and build a third?) in a unattached twitch of her Blackberry.
She wasn’t the only one freaking out, whatever; the Gossip Girl eruption resounded far and broad. Nate got it and was fraught with righteous rage all the course up to his manbangs, and when he confronted Dan and Serena (at the hospital – Dorota’s having her baby!), they told him that nought happened (lies!), and Nate did what whichever scorned 19-year-old would do in the heat of confrontation – he emailed the Gossip Girl blast to Vanessa in Haiti so that Dan’s relationship would get screwed up too.
She began the episode in Nate’s bed, again wearing Serena’s ###### shirt and seeing maddened that always she did while lying next to Nate was watch New Moon (which, in fairness, I would be pissed whether I had to see New Moon too). That’s right – those two outrageous kids didn’t even so much as make out during their drunken night together, which caused me to lose more than a little belief in both of them. What is this, 7th Heaven? I want scandal!
And eviscerate, she did. She went through a menu of all the people that love people in their social surround and concluded that, in fact, no one adored Jenny for of what one dreadful, selfish, vicious little object she namely. Not even her daddy loves her anymore, because Rufus showed up at just that moment to prove Blair right and narrate Jenny that he’s going to bring her to live with her mother in some god-forsaken suburb. Cue the Little J freakout.
Also at the hospital was Blair, attempting to be by Dorota’s side antagonism the truth that, at some point during the daytime, she resolved that she did actually want to go to the Empire State Building. Dorota is like the mother Blair not had (even though Blair’s real mom was standing right next to her, blissfully unaware that Blair had elsewhere to be) and shooed her off to go get the man of her nightmares on top of the Empire State Building.
Welcome to the other side, my friends. I wish one of you brought a flashlight, it’s dark over here.
Gossip Girl: “Miss Blair loves nothing besides for shoes, clothing and anything Harry Winston!”
Dan did so by punching Chuck in the face (and almost falling over while doing so – he doesn’t have much experience with the whole punching thing) when Blair and Chuck returned to the hospital to look the baby, just in time for Rufus to awkwardly walk up and try to feed everyone without a single hint as to why his daughter had cried her eyeliner all overher face alternatively his son had consist in ...saulted someone. Serena was equally clueless and possible didn’t figure out until Dan sat her down and told her, but Blair knew in a moment – Chuck had slept with Jenny, and she didn’t ever want anything to do with him again. Sad, since he was from now on intend to her (but that would never happen in real life – Blair would be the first to tell you that people of tall breeding don’t get busy at 19).
Jenny had arrived at the Empire teary-eyed and looking for Nate, but all she found was Chuck, guzzling booze and being temperamental. He invited her to stay and get drunk, and she adopted because she wanted to talk to him about the failure of her manipulative, social-climbing edition of the American Dream. And then, THEN, despite the fact that Chuck tried to rape Jenny in the first season (did you think that we forgot that, writers??), Jenny and Chuck had reciprocal pity ######, and my best friend and I screamed at the television about how WRONG the whole thing was. Wrong, already somehow, I’m startled that it didn’t happen sooner.
In a better vicinity uptown, Dorota was entirely full-up with baby and Blair was using her giant pregnancy abdomen to doing as a barrier between her and that Columbia dude that she’s been leading on for an episode or two. You see, it was assumed to be her big day with Chuck and she was doing everything humanly feasible to avoid thinking about or seeing the Empire State Building, where she was supposed to meet him to reunite or lose him always! She didn’t want to go (well, she did,
ghd beautiful, but she didn’t) but she also didn’t want to move on with Columbia lad, so Dorota was there to cock-block and make sure it wasn’t actually a date.
She was too late, although. A voyage to Lenox Hill hadn’t been in the timetable and Blair arrived to the top of the establishing to be welcomed by a wreath of peonies in a trash tin and Chuck nowhere in sight. She caught the flowers and set out for his penthouse to retrieve her male – too bad Little Jenny Humphrey got there first.
Sadly, Blair wasn’t the only one taking a European vacation. In the season’s ultimate scene, we saw Chuck stumbling drunkenly through a Prague alleyway, getting turned down along hookers left and right. And then, he stumbled just a little also far – 2 thugs came out of the shadows to mug him, and he withstood when they base the ring namely he had been intending to give to Blair. Since they were, ya know, thugs namely rob human for a alive, they shot him. Right there, in the street. Chuck Bass. Shot.
I know thatthis incident was phoned “Last Tango, Then Paris,” yet it might as well have been called “In Which Jenny Ruins Everyone’s Life and Then Washes Her Face and Skips Town.” Because, hardly ever, that’s what occurred.
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