porch-swing babies

I realize I am beating this gossip girl thing to death.
but one last thing:

one of my fave little moments in season 2 happens when blair is standing outside serena's apartment building, spying to see where serena's shady new boyfriend will go when he leaves. she's wearing black, covert-ops like, but you'd never know if you were just walking by. so then chuck pulls up in his fancyshmansy limo and sees her standing there.

chuck: hello blair.
blair: go away chuck! (not wanting to be distracted from her mission.)
chuck: I see you're wearing your beret...who are we spying on tonight?

I just love chuck. he knows her so well, enough to know that:
beret=spy mission.

speaking of berets:
this sparkly number made itself irresistable to me.
[justification: i'll wear it for the holidays***.]

unfortunately: this is the opposite of what one would wear for a spy mission, not to mention a sparkly beret is: of "questionable taste".
(...also I hope I am not making an unintentional yet intentional-looking vulger affiliation sign with my hand there.)


***note: holidays are always cause for wearing sparkles.

****also note: sparkle-wearing is also called for while cleaning one's house or when visiting one's gyno. i plan to wear this hat, should i need to visit the gyno, so it may serve as "distractor" for all involved. thank you.

PS: check THIS out. i think it must be mine!