
This is the first shot we got of it -- the one that, I think, had everyone squealing and then upending tables and couches in search of the remote so they could pause and rewind to try and figure out if it's a tracksuit or a onesie.

ONESIE.

What are we to think Chuck was doing in this? Racquetball? Jogging? Deep-sea diving? Zapping Mike Teevee through a miniaturization machine so he could be thumbnail-sized and then frolic on a giant Wonka bar? Playing the role of a bottle coozy in a Fakespeare in the Park production of King Beer?

Maybe he's representing a lesser-known Russian republic called Wedgistan at the Olympics this summer.

AND, the zipper goes all the way up and around the head, meaning that if he wanted to, Nate could have walked over to Chuck and closed him in entirely. Perhaps that would've sealed in the freshness, like a Debbie Meyer Green Bag but for people. Seriously, how did Chace Crawford make it through an entire scene, having a regular conversation with that outfit? Wouldn't Nate have made some kind of snarky remark? Maybe the writers forgot the time they made Nate funny. But even Nate can't be dumb enough to think this is normal behavior for Chuck. Apart from the fact that Chuck practically exclusively wears suits, he also is not realistic in athletic gear because Chuck Bass only breaks a sweat if it's the carnal perspiration of a horndog in heat.

Serena dropped by Blair's boudoir to offer half-baked divorce support in a quarter-baked skirt.

And Blair, for her part, wore a dress that might have been okay in person, but which I thought rendered very cheaply on film, like she fell down the stairs and woke up thinking Charlotte Russe was Chanel.

Man. I hope she at least picked up some aloe for those legs.
