Monday, February 02, 2009 . 5:15 PM

First Sunday of CNY was spent watching the entire first season of Gossip Girl plus ten episodes of the second season.

If you haven't realized yet, my life revolves a lot around TV shows. Fictional dramas are a lot easier to deal with than real-life ones. Cos:

1. They have really cute protaganists & anatagonists.
2. Their troubles are deliciously decadent (should I pick the rich and cute guy who blows hot & cold or should I pick the poor and even cuter one who is hopelessly devoted to me?).
3. The problems are always resolved satisfactorily, unlike real life ones. Unless, of course, the drama in question is a Korean tragedy, then of cos one of the leads is going to die (picked off by illness, rival gang kill or accident).

But I digress. I'm talking about Gossip Girl here.

If you don't know yet, the hit TV series is based on a series of novels also (geniusly titled) Gossip Girl. I haven't read the books, so I don't know just how different the characters are protrayed.

But let me just say that the characters in the series are some of the most self-absorbed, vain, diabolical, bratty teenagers around. If I were a parent and I had kids like them... well, no. I don't want to have kids like them. They make Hitler look like a Nobel Peace Prize winner.

The next sentence is going to condemn me as a superficial bitch, but no one can deny the truth of it:

The main characters are HOT! Especially Chace Crawford:



Don't lie, I can see the puddles of drool in front of your screens now. Yeah yeah, so what if he is peternaturally gorgeous (some likened him to Zac Efron, but please! Zac Efron has nothing on him! It's like comparing Apollo with... Adonis. And make a smart guess who Apollo is?), I certainly don't care as long as he remains the eye candy in Gossip Girl. I like the eps when he takes off his shirt, which are plenty, so I'm a contented viewer.

The girls on the show (Blake Lively, Leighton Meester, Jessica Szohr and Taylor Momsen) exist to torture normal girls like us with their perfect skin, skinny asses, and wild lovelifes. All of them have the most enviable wardrobe. Which makes me wonder, is being fashionable genetically encoded into these New Yorkers' DNA or what? Regardless whether they are rich (Lively, Meester), middle-class (Momsen) or poor (Szohr), they have the most amazing clothes. And they're only teenagers! What the hell!!!!

And they date billionaires and English lords. They sleep with anyone they damn well pleased. Even though the first season degenerated into a farce toward the end (Spoiler: "I'm being blackmailed because I killed someone and I have to lie that I slept with other people so you won't hate me." Really? In which world would you not hate a partner who cheated on you?), I still continued with season two.

Starting ep 11 now, which makes less of sense than the previous 10 eps - and that's really saying a lot.

Still, nothing can ruin my enjoyment of the show since the hot guy remains hot (oh, Chace!), lonely boy is growing 'a pair' and the devil is developing a *gasp* conscience.

Actually, God forbid that Chuck Bass turns into one of the good guys. I like how double-crossing, diabolic, scheming he is. He does have a human side, granted that is an extremely twisted human. But heck, he has his own code of honor and he is completely loyal to Nate (oh, Chace!).



Right, I'm done with this post and I'll leave you with this image:



Don't you wish you were in bed with them?

You know you love me.

xoxo
Gossip Girl (er... not quite, but.)