Lately I’ve been totally stressed out with midterms, registering for classes (a tetanus shot is currently the only thing standing in between me and my future, aka registering for Spring quarter), transfer papers, work, etc. I know that compared to a lot of people my life is pretty easy, however, that doesn’t keep me from having a panic attack now and then. My newest guilty pleasure and stress relief has been Gossip Girl (thank you netflix).
I never really was in on the Gossip Girl Craze, in middle school and junior high I thought my friends were wasting their time reading the books (since I was totally reading classic works of Charles Dickens and Jane Austen not the Twilight Saga, haha, right…) and when the tv series came out I figured it would be just as dumb. Even though my friends raved about GG and even though the girls in my sorority all committed to watching it religiously every Tuesday I refused to believe that it would interest me at all, I saw it as something slightly better than those dumb shows about the Kardashians and slightly worse than High School Musical (both of which I hate). I don’t know who I thought I was to judge, considering Girl’s Next Door, The Hills and Greek have all been some of my favorite shows at some point but for some reason Gossip Girl seemed different…until now.
I’m addicted (and so is Jeff, though he’ll never admit it) and we both have my best friend L to thank for recommending it (see how I’m calling her “L” true gossip girl fashion?) I’m still only on the first season but I’ve set aside some time over the three day weekend to bond with netflix, Ben&Jerry’s and my bed, after visiting L in Bellingham of course.
My favorite part about Gossip Girl has to be the clothes, obvi. But my second favorite part is definitely the parties and the episode about Blair Waldorf’s famous annual sleepover really made me miss junior high, okay not really junior high, but the simplicity of my typical weekend during that time. Sleepovers every weekend with my closest friends, what could be better? Sleepovers have always been (and still are) one of my favorite activities. I don’t think I will ever be too old for sleepovers and if that’s wrong I don’t want to be right.
Some of my most memorable sleepovers ever are with my best friend L, of course. My relationship with L totally trumps the bestie bond between Blair and Serena-one L and I never have catty drama between us and two- L would never sleep with my boyfriend (love Serena but come on girl, not cool). L and I never had sleepover’s quite on par with Blair’s but we did manage to have a pretty good time. Some of my favorite sleepover activities included sneaking out of L’s house through her bedroom window and playing tricks on our friends in her neighborhood (we totally sprinkled kix cereal all over someone’s lawn, rebels right?), laying on her trampoline looking at the stars and making up secret languages and of course midnight skinny dipping sessions. We went through an 80’s movie phase, a Barbie movie phase and a reality tv phase (maybe that was just me, but like a true friend L stuck it out with me). We made silly home music videos, repainted my bedroom and spent wayyyy too much time planning a hypothetical trip to Pluto. Gossip Girl has reminded me, Best friends are literally the best. And even though I have the sweetest boyfriend for Valentine’s day, today I am also incredibly thankful that I have such amazing girlfriends in my life.
Love you L! And can’t wait to see you this weekend.