“You think?” Blair tossed her dirty tissue in the general direction of the Archibalds’ dainty white porcelain waste paper basket and studied the picture on the DVD case again. In the movie that began to play in her head, she was Audrey Hepburn—a fabulously dressed, thin, perfectly coiffed, beautiful, mysterious megastar. “Maybe a little,” she agreed, removing her black cashmere cardigan so that her hot pink bra was clearly visible beneath her blouse.
Blair picked up the DVD case again. Audrey Hepburn looked so fabulous in the pictures on the back, but also sort of prim and proper, like she wore sexy underwear but wouldn’t let a guy see it unless he was going to marry her. Blair pulled her cardigan back on and buttoned the top button. From now on, her life’s work would be to emulate Audrey Hepburn in every possible way. Nate could see her underwear, but only once she was sure that one day they’d be married.
That makes sense—to her.
“I watched that movie with my mom,” Nate confessed, causing both girls’ hearts to drip into sticky puddles on the floor. “It’s kind of bizarre, actually. I think it’s supposed to be romantic, but I’m not sure I even understood it.” That was all the girls needed. Blair stuck the DVD into the player while Serena mixed martinis at the wet bar in the adjoining library. This involved pouring Bombay Sapphire into chilled martini glasses and stirring it with a silver letter opener. It was only 11 A.M.—not exactly cocktail hour—but Blair was in crisis, and Nate tended to take off his shirt when he got drunk. Besides, it was Saturday.
“There,” Serena announced, as if she’d just put the finishing touches on a very complicated recipe. She handed out the glasses. “To us. Because we’re worth it.” “To us,” Blair and Nate chorused, glasses raised.
Bottoms up!
Before V filmed her first movie,
D wrote his first poem, and J bought her first bra.
Before B watched her first Audrey Hepburn movie, S left for boarding school, and before N came between them. . . .
it had to be you
the gossip girl prequel
Coming October 2007
Blair Waldorf and Serena van der Woodsen were the reigning princesses of the Upper East Side.
Until now.
Something wild and wicked is in the air.
The Carlyle triplets are about to take Manhattan by storm.
Lucky for you, Gossip Girl will be there to whisper all their juicy secrets. . . .
A New Era Begins May 2008
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(Series: Gossip Girl # 11)
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