V-Neck and a Cardigan
I eat food. I take photos. Sometimes I take photos of the food I eat.
• Serena: “Blair, you know you don’t need Chuck. Anyone who meets you can see you’re an elitist snob who’s perfect around a secret society.” When you’re right, you’re right — even if you’re a skabimbo unknowingly wearing drugs as sleeves. The best part in this moment, though, is how Blair is so flattered by this “compliment.”Plus 4.
• Why would Serena wear a jacket Damien gave her to the dinner? Wouldn’t she have her own outfit picked out already? Minus 2. And wouldn’t it have been a semi-nude bedazzled number whose cleavage geography would leave no room for a drab bolero? Minus 3. (Later we learn that her dress has no back, which again, she would never cover up with a bolero. Minus 1.)
• Okay, we tried, but Blair’s earrings are heinous. It’s like someone captured a panda’s soul in post-recycled plastic. But not adorable. Minus 1.
