SPOTTED

Spotted: B dining with a totally cute guy at Le Louis XV in Monaco. Harold and Roman were nowhere in sight (thankfully!). The cute guy looked like he was in college (score!). S, N and little E bowling at Mattituck Bowling Lanes. N got more gutter balls than you'd imagine. S and E were surprisingly good (losers, cough). In NYC, C eating sushi with a hot female junior publicist at Matsugen. Ugh, puke. D at Duane Reed in Tribeca picking up some prescriptions. He flirted with the pharmacist. WTF? J almost getting hit by a taxi as she sprinted across an intersection in Chelsea. She was carrying a bunch of dresses and looked out of breath. Mortifying.


Sightings

C was seen in Tiffany, picking up another pair of monogrammed cufflinks for a party. Hello? I'm waiting for my invite. B's mother was seen holding hands with her new man in Cartier. Hmmm, when's the wedding? Also seen: a girl bearing a striking resemblance to S, coming out of an STD clinic on the Lower East Side. She was wearing a thick black wig and big sunglases. Some disguise. And very late last night, S was seen leaning out her bedroom window over Fifth Avenue, looking a little lost.

Well, don't jump, sweetie, things are just starting to get good.

That's all for now. Have a good one.
                                              GOSSIP GIRL


3 guys and 2 girls

I and K are going to have a little trouble fitting into those cute dresses they picked up at Bendel's if they keep stopping in at 3 guys coffee shop for hot chocolate and French fries every day. I went in there myself to see what the fuss was about, and I guess I could say my waiter was cute, if you like ear fuzz, but the food is worse than at Jackson hole and the average person in there is like, 100 years old.

                                                                      Until next time, 
                                                                            
                                                                                   You know you love me,
                                                                                                      GOSSIP GIRL

The girl who leaves for boarding school, gets kicket out, and come back

Yes, S is back from boarding school. Her hair is longer, paler. Her blue eyes have that deep mysteriousness of kept secrets. She is wearing the same old fabulous clothes, now in rags from fending off New England storms. This morning S's laughter echoed off the steps of the Met, where we will no longer be able to enjoy a quick smoke and a cappuccino without seeing her waving to us from her parent's apartment across the street. She has picked up the habit of biting her fingernails, which makes us wonder about her even more, and while we are all dying to ask her why she got kicked out of boarding school, we won't, because we'd really rather she had stayed away. But S is definitely here.

Just to be safe, we should all synchronzie our watches. If we aren't careful, S is going to win over our teachers, wear that dress we couldn't fit into, eat the last olive, have sex in our parents' beds, spill campari on our rugs, steal our brothers' and our boyfriends hearts, and basically ruin our lives and piss us all of in a major way.

I'll be watching closely. I'll be watching all of us. It's going to be a wild and wicked year. I can smell it.

                                                    You know you love me,
                                                                          GOSSIP GIRL
                                                                 

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