Bass Confusion

My desire to hump Chuck Bass continues to fluctuate more wildly than Oprah's weight and these recent pictures from the Gossip Girl set are not helping. Just when I think I'm over that mother chucker, along comes a photo like this to get my girly parts all tingly again....

So James Dean-y! Rebel Without a Cause. Or Pants if he was at my place.

Nevermind. He is wearing a V-neck! Ewwww.....V-necks are not acceptable attire for heterosexual males. Even on homosexual males, V-necks are to be judged on a case-by-case basis. Chuck Bass does not get a v-neck pass. Fail.

But then I see a photo like this and I am back to riding the rollercoaster at Tingle Town. Suit up!



Then just when I'm knee deep in Bass hysteria, I see this next photo and I am filled with only shame and embarrassment for loving this smarmy sonofabitch...

Seriously. Those pants? Not flattering. It gives him lady hips of the child-bearing variety. Not awesome.

And again, like motherfucking clockwork, just when I think I'm cured, this fucker slaps on this sexy slut of a suit and pulls me back in, mafia-style...



This photo below of Chuck Bass in real life, on vacay in Miami makes me go all Joan Jett and hate myself for loving him...

He is disgusting. I am disgusting. Seriously. Does that tattoo actually say Heartbreak Hotel? Fuck.me. On second thought, don't. I feel so dirty, and not in the good way. I desperately need a Silkwood shower.

After careful examination I've come to this conclusion:

Chuck Bass is a Deceptacon Hottie.

THIS IS SOME TRANSFORMERS SHIT!!!!