Georgina would probably get hoodwinked ;) by a fake prince in real life.
Reminds me of the time on the booze cruise between Helsinki and Stockholm. I met a guy in the disco who claimed he was a Swedish prince. We got skitfaced with the Finnish National Nordic Ski Team who subsequently invited us back to their room. The team was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, but the prince pooped out and passed out. I think at one point we used him as a prop.
@JungleBuddha: I'm guessing it's got something to do with the fact that her makeup arsenal consists of the entire contents of a charcoal grill and a cherry lollipop, combined with the marshmallow fluff she appears to use as hair product before running over her hair with a steam engine. And I say this as an actual Jenny fan.
@DahlELama: Wouldn't a young Brooklyn alt-rock sort of chick be peeing herself that Sonic youth is playing in her living room? Instead of asking this creepy half-brother from nowhere if he likes board games?
@Baroness: Not if every ounce of rock-chick in you was completely manufactured. Even worse was Vanessa missing out on the Sonic Youth festivities. As if.
You forgot Dorota's early music career as The Dorota Column...
I imagine the Humphrey household having even more of the delightful monotone mumbling we've come to love from Dan and Rufus. Do they even need to speak anymore? They could seriously get by with grunts and raised eyebrows at this point.
For some reason, I thought the writing of last night's episode sucked. The dialogue was so phony and stilted that I found it much harder to enjoy than usual.
Then Georgina came along with "Your love child! Yup, not dead! Congratulations--it's a boy!" and it was all worth it.
@greengrey: Oh, that seriously pissed me off. Georgina may be a lot of thinks--psychotic, a bitch, deluded, paler than Nosferatu, in desperate need of a teeth-bleeching, attracted to questionable men, a former Jesus freak, a blah dresser...wait, sorry, where was I going with this?
Oh yeah--she may be all those things, but retarded enough to fall for a ridiculously transparent scheme that took all of 2-seconds to concoct? Sorry, Dorota, but try harder next time. As much as I love you, I didn't buy it for a second, and there's no way G would have either.
@DahlELama: I like to imagine G knew she was being played, and next week we find out Vanya is in the hospital in a full body cast, and G has wiped out his savings and reported him to Immigration or something.
The writing is all over the place, but with this show I really just turn off my brain (like Serena!) and enjoy. I can't keep track of who's dated or related anymore. Silly fun is all.
@Baroness: Sure it's silly fun, and obviously it's not going up for any Emmys, but I usually find the writing clever and natural enough for what it is. Last night was just...ugh. These people are not maudlin, they don't resolve issues in five minutes, and they don't normally take less than thirty seconds to adjust to idea of having a new family member. Is a little consistency too much to ask for? Or are they just in that much of a rush to usher in the man-on-man kiss that they desperately needed to wrap up every storyline of the season last night?
I need to subtract more fashion points from Jenny for her outfit to the wedding. It looked like she'd added pockets so she could sneak out bread rolls wrapped up in a napkin. Darling, you live near the Brooklyn bridge; not under it.
No mention of the ridiculous earrings Lilly wore to her wedding? It looked like she borrowed them from Vanessa. Something borrowed, something blue? Ugh.
There's an article in Artforum, I think it was, written by Kim Gorden in the extremely early eighties about what corporate shills and sellouts some artists have become. I think she was taking offense at Laurie Anderson, but I might be remember it wrong -- stumbled across it writing a college paper like two decades ago.
I love it when folks get apoplectic about favorite "indie" bands "selling out." Especially a band with a high public profile like Sonic Youth. Not saying they are bad or good, but c’mon. Who cares?
Now let’s please talk about the The Doobie Brothers on What’s Happening... Because that taught us all about how taping concerts was a bad, bad, bad thing.
@Soup: Co-sign on both counts. (Although everything about Gossip Girl makes me feel like it's tailored more to the Sonic Youth demo than the kids-on-the-show demo. Sort of like the old "no one who's 17 reads Seventeen" maxim in reverse.)
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Serena is a dumb whore.
10/13/09
Reminds me of the time on the booze cruise between Helsinki and Stockholm. I met a guy in the disco who claimed he was a Swedish prince. We got skitfaced with the Finnish National Nordic Ski Team who subsequently invited us back to their room. The team was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, but the prince pooped out and passed out. I think at one point we used him as a prop.
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Then I realized that Jenny and Eric would have only seen the Lindsay Lohan version, and I was very, very sad.
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I imagine the Humphrey household having even more of the delightful monotone mumbling we've come to love from Dan and Rufus. Do they even need to speak anymore? They could seriously get by with grunts and raised eyebrows at this point.
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Then Georgina came along with "Your love child! Yup, not dead! Congratulations--it's a boy!" and it was all worth it.
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Oh yeah--she may be all those things, but retarded enough to fall for a ridiculously transparent scheme that took all of 2-seconds to concoct? Sorry, Dorota, but try harder next time. As much as I love you, I didn't buy it for a second, and there's no way G would have either.
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The writing is all over the place, but with this show I really just turn off my brain (like Serena!) and enjoy. I can't keep track of who's dated or related anymore. Silly fun is all.
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the Gossip Girl is mine
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Now let’s please talk about the The Doobie Brothers on What’s Happening... Because that taught us all about how taping concerts was a bad, bad, bad thing.
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