GOSSIP GIRL’S BROOKLYN

Gossip Girl, the new show by the makers of the OC is definitely going to be the new show you’ll love to hate.

Its depiction of the upper-crust teenage crowd on the Upper East Side is silly and fun. The real New York locations give the series the only verisimilitude it’s got. These kids are like no teenagers I’ve ever met but I can’t decide if that’s because I didn’t go to Brearley or they’re just written all wrong.

Half the fun of the show for me is that the narrator (Gossip Girl) is an un-seen blogger. No one knows her identity, but everyone in this fancy, shmancy, Upper East Side prep school circle relies on her website and text messages for the latest  dish. 

There’s nasty nasty stuff going on between social butterfly Serena and closest friend, Blair Waldorf. You see, Serena slept with Blair’s boyfriend and Blair is a vindictive, mean-spirited, Beyatch. 

The cute, smart outsider is Dan from BROOKLYN. A middle class kid (ha), he has a nice sister and a rock ‘n roll dad and they live in a "funky" artist’s loft in WILLIAMBSURG or DUMBO (I don’t know what happened to his mom).

The father, who is very handsome in a manly New York artist sort of way, is always apologizing to his son for not having the right name or the cash that would make it easy for his son to survive among his snotty friends.

He also has tons of romantic back story with Serena’s super snotty, ultra bitchy mom who was once a rock and roll groupie.

You gotta get a load of their Brooklyn life-style. Their sprawling loft has brick walls, art all over the place, and lots of furniture from Design Within Reach and West Elm. They’re not poor by a long shot they’re just FUNKY Brooklyn folk.

Dan is, of course, the coolest, smartest, and most ethical character in the show (sort of the Seth of this show in OC-speak). Unlike the other kids, who go to the best colleges on the legacy plan, he really reads books and THINKS.

That’s Brooklyn for you.

The show is on Wednesday nights at 9 p.m. on CW. So don’t call me then. I’ll be watching and I don’t want to be disturbed.