From the '90s to the aughts to today, clothing has been as crucial to showcasing characters' personality traits as their story arcs.

We all know who the real star of "Gossip Girl" was.

You guys, Julie Taylor and Nelly Yuki have a blog together.

It's like all of our teenage dreams -- and simultaneously, all of our teenage nightmares -- are coming true.

Blake Lively may rub shoulders with Anna Wintour in the front row at Gucci, but that doesn't mean she understands the oft-confusing (and counter-intuitive) fashion cycle. In fact, it's quite the opposite.

I've made no secret of the fact that one of my major life goals when I first moved to New York a few years back was to find and makeout with Gossip Girl lothario Ed Westwick. Unrealistic? Maybe. But I never knew how close I'd actually come (well... proximity-wise, anyway).

Miss USA Olivia Culpo collected her crown etc wearing a questionable long sleeved ball gown at last night's Miss Universe Pageant. {HuffPo} Warning: If you're Victoria Beckham, don't click this. Because here's what David bought you for Christmas. {WWD} JK! Kim Kardashian's new bangs are fake. {UsWeekly} We're currently convulsing over the new trailer for The Great Gatsby. Is it May yet? {Refinery29} And here are some awesome Great Gatsby cast posters. We're excited, ok? {Vogue UK}

Did anyone else notice this???

OMG!! The Gossip Girl finale was last night. So who was GG? That's one secret I'll never tell (but US Weekly will!). {US Weekly} Transgender model Connie Fleming stars as Michelle Obama on the most recent cover of Candy, the magazine that covers "transversal style." {HuffPo} Winter blues may be all around, but this sneak preview of Chanel's spring make up line is giving us serious cheer. {Refinery29} Nails, INC's leather effect nail polish, spotted on Alexa Chung, sold out at Sephora in "just minutes." {SheFinds}

Gossip Girl comes to its sure-to-be-super-dramatic conclusion tonight (*sob*), but we couldn't let the magic end without paying tribute to the breakout star of the show: Serena van der Woodsen's cleavage.

It was love at first tights. In 2007, I was a college sophomore in Boston, still emotionally reeling from my recent transfer to a new school and the cancellation of the O.C. (aka the official ending of the high school me). Gossip Girl filled that void--and before I knew it, I found myself more than willing to trade in my dream of Seth Cohen for another seemingly unattainable infatuation: Blair Waldorf, or rather, Blair Waldorf's wardrobe. But after five and a half seasons of incoherent story lines, confusing plot twists, and apparently disappointing Nielsen ratings, Gossip Girl is really over. Like all great love stories/mediocre basic cable dramedies, the romance couldn't last forever. Things haven't been so great for a while now--but, to quote what's sure to be a future Taylor Swift song, I can still remember that very first 'XOXO'...