So now that Tyler is all dead for reals, we’re wondering if Daniel actually had the stones to pull the trigger? Hint: not really. I enjoy the intense media coverage Tylery’s death receives, and the spiral The Grayson’s are thrown into over this dead guy who, at one time, held them at gunpoint. Forget about all the other deaths and disappearances connected to The Graysons this summer. The way everyone was sneaking around, looking suspicious and jumping at the slightest shadow, I felt like I was watching an episode of Pretty Little Liars where everyone rapidly grows up. But do you know who are the two shining stars in The Hamptons during all this nonsense? Declan and Nolan. Seriously - Declan has kept a cool head despite not changing his shirt, and Nolan just ROCKED his colour palette this week.
Nolan Ross... you my friend, are flawless. First let’s remind ourselves of his ensemble for the distatrous Fire & Ice party:
Red blazer and white shirt? OK, pretty snappy. But it’s when we get to the black and red deck shoes complemented by the striped socks that I want to reach through the screen and squeeze his little strawberry-blonde self until he pops. I’m usually against such blatant matchy-matchness, but I’m thinking of making an exception for socks to shoes.
While this isn’t the best shot, had there have been a longer scene with this Nolan-semble, it would be one of my favourites. A nice pair madras short, deck shoes without socks this time, and a navy sweater casually thrown over that polo? It’s classic Hamptons chic but with an update. If there’s one thing Nolan knows other than how to spy on people with computers, it’s putting his personal touch on anything he wears.
Speaking of personal touches - BAM. Taste it. Not since the paisley bow-tie extravaganza have I seen Nolan so effortlessly use a pocket square. Is this his Sunday best outfit? Yellow and purple don’t even look good on the The Lakers, girl - what were you thinking? How many marshmallow Peeps had to die for these threads? Plus side: total statement outfit.
Maybe it’s my own personal preference for red, white and blue together, but I loved this look Nolan rocked at the end of the episode. Everything is a pastel so it’s not too patriotic either. Poor Nolan, he was only in this episode for a few moments, but he’s super important. Like when he trapped everyone’s favourite English opportunist in her own fashionable lies. I think this week, Nolan deserves an old fashioned, “You go girl”!
And you know who would join me on that salutation if he had a degree of personality? Jack. So when the series first began, Jack was the local golden boy who was unlucky in love and headed to Haiti to help rebuild and possibly be a missionary; remember, he’s being recruited by a priest. Then Emily shows up, Jack gets all flustered, then heartbroken, then Fauxmanda shows up, Jack gets all twitterpated, then heartbroken, and again tries to leave for Haiti before shit hits the sand (as it were).
You know, I have an idea so crazy it just might work - why doesn’t Jack fly to Haiti?
At any rate, there was a lot of close-ups this week with Jack looking pensive and thoughtful. It was kind of painful, to be honest. I felt like I could hear his brain trying to work out what was happening around him.
“Blood? Bad. Amanda? Gone. Jack confused” - thank Christ he’s pretty.
Speaking of pretty boys in trouble, Daniel Grayson is going to be doing some hard time on Riker’s Island!
Seriously? I know that’s New York City’s primary prison and exactly where he’d end up, but the way the Judge announced it felt like he was going to the gallows to be publicly hanged. I suppose we can cut Daniel some slack this week for wearing the same dark hoodie until he swaps it for the prison garb inspired by nursing scrubs. If this kid was really going to Riker’s, Emily could rest easy knowing her job was done, because there’s no way he’d survive one day in that place.
“I say, fellows, when I’m feeling peckish in the evening, who do I ring for some fresh fruit and juice?” - Daniel Grayson’s last words.
Personally, I think he got off easy. Back in The Hamptons after the police station business, he told Emily to walk Sammy so he could snoop under the floorboards. “But he’ll find the box!”, you cry. To which I say, “oh, will he?”, and suddenly the Infinity Box is replaced with some tchotchkes and Emily hovers over to pick up the pieces. Remember the last time someone tampered with the box?
Yeah, Daniel got off easy.