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king　off　for　Costa　Rica。　I　was　so　excited　and　everything　was　going　so　well。　But　then—”

Blair　paused　as　a　cute　trio　of　twentysomething　guys　approached。　They　stood　at　a　distance　of　a　few　feet；　shuffling　nervously。　Guys　always　approached　Blair　and　Serena　whenever　they　were　together；　and　of　course　it　was　flattering。　But　right　now；　Blair　wasn’t　really　in　the　mood。

“Are　you　Serena　van　der　Woodsen？”　a　lanky　blond　guy　asked　in　a　British　accent。

“I　am。”　Serena　smiled；　displaying　her　perfect　white　teeth。

“I　knew　it　was　her！”　his　red…haired　friend　exclaimed。　“Mind　if　I　take　a　picture？”　he　pleaded；　already　removing　a　tiny　Nikon　digital　camera　from　his　khakis　pocket。

“Only　if　my　best　friend　is　in　it；　too；”　Serena　said　sweetly。　She　threw　her　arms　around　Blair’s　shoulders　and　stuck　out　her　tongue。　Of　course　she　still　looked　beautiful。

“Thanks；　Serena！”　the　guys　chorused　as　they　walked　away；　crowding　around　the　guy　with　the　camera　so　they　could　check　out　the　picture。

“How　annoying；”　Blair　grumbled。

“It’s　not　so　bad。　It　happens　a　lot；　ever　since　Breakfast　at　Fred’s　opened。　It’s　kind　of　cute。”　Serena　shrugged。　“So；　anyway。　You　were　saying。　About　your　boyfriend？”

“He’s　great；”　Blair　said　quickly；　taking　another　sip　of　coffee。　Suddenly；　she　didn’t　want　to　tell　Serena　about　what　happened　in　Vermont。　After　all；　Serena　was　an　internationally　worshipped　movie　star。　How　could　she　possibly　understand？　“It’s　amazing。　A　real　relationship。　Nothing　like　high　school；”　Blair　added。　“We’re　thinking　of　moving　in　together　for　spring　semester。”

“You　must　really　love　Yale；”　Serena　said　wistfully。　She’d　chosen　not　to　go　to　Yale　with　Blair；　and　mostly；　she　was　happy　with　that　decision。　But　it　was　a　little　hard　to　hear　about　Blair’s　perfect　college　life　knowing　she　could　have　been　right　there　with　her。

“I　do　love　it。　It’s　just　so　nice　to　be　surrounded　by　interesting　people　who　care　about　what’s　going　on　in　the　world。　It’s　just　so　collegiate；　you　know？”　Blair　said；　still　thinking　about　the　British　guys。　Weren’t　they　a　little　old　to　be　asking　for　autographs？

An　awkward　silence　fell　over　them。　“Chuck’s　having　his　New　Year’s　Eve　party　tonight；”　Serena　said　finally。　She　wanted　to　tell　Blair　how　lonely　she’d　been　in　New　York　without　her；　but　it　sounded　like　Blair　was　having　the　time　of　her　life　at　Yale。　She　probably　thought　Serena’s　life　was　pathetic。　“I　have　to　stop　by　another　party　first；　but　maybe　we　can　meet　up　there　later？”　she　asked　hopefully。　For　all　she　knew；　Blair　had　dozens　of　New　Year’s　Eve　parties　to　attend　with　her　Yale　friends　who　lived　in　the　city。

“I　guess　I　could　stop　by；”　Blair　allowed。　It　would　be　fun　to　see　the　old　crowd。　Especially　with　Serena　at　her　side。　Every　year　at　Chuck’s　party；　they’d　drink　far　too　much　champagne　and　wind　up　in　the　hot　tub　at　ungodly　hours　of　the　morning。　“Just　like　old　times；”　she　added　under　her　breath。　Just　then；　a　cute　guy　jogging　past　the　steps　did　a　double　take　when　he　spotted　Serena。

“I’m　freezing；”　Blair　announced；　standing　up　and　stamping　out　her　cigarette。　“Let’s　go。”　She　quickly　crossed　the　street；　and　Serena　had　to　run　to　keep　up　with　her。

The　more　things　change；　the　more　they　stay　the　same。

hey　people！

I　was　at　EAT　on　Madison　getting　my　usual　half…caf　double　cap　when　I　was　asked　the　question。　You　know　the　one。　I　should　be　used　to　it　by　now；　but　it　catches　me　by　surprise　every　time。　And　no；　I’m　not　talking　about　where　I　get　my　highlights　or　who　makes　my　boots　or　why　I　look　so　familiar。　I’m　talking　about　the　ever　popular　“What’s　your　New　Year’s　resolution？”

Yes；　it’s　annoying。　And　yes；　it’s　kind　of　a　personal　question。　But　I　for　one　think　you　should　reveal　your　resolutions　to　the　world。　After　all；　it’s　the　one　time　of　the　year　you　can　publicly　declare　you’ll　no　longer　try　to　pull　off　Forever　21　as　vintage；　you’ll　no　longer　run　back　to　a　loser　ex；　you’ll　no　longer　head　to　the　gym　just　for　a　wheatgrass　smoothie。　The　point　is；　if　you　want　to　change　your　life；　you’ve　got　to　let　people　know　so　they　can　hold　you　accountable。　And　the　best　place　to　announce　your　intentions？　The　most　fabulous　New　Year’s　Eve　party　you　can　find！

live　it　up

It’s　all　the　debauchery　of　a　costume　party　minus　the　awkward　outfits；　the　anything…can…happen　fun　of　Fourth　of　July　without　the　sunburn；　and　the　revelry　of　St。　Patrick’s　Day　without　the　green　beer。　It’s　the　night　to　wear　your　pink　Vena　Cava　zip…up　dress　and　flirt　with　your　friend’s　older　brother。　It’s　time　to　grab　someone　and　kiss　them；　hard；　until　everyone　stops　blowing　those　annoying　party　horns。　And；　if　a　certain　bad　boy　from　the　past　is　hosting　a　party　in　his　parents’　exclusive　downtown　hotel　suite；　it’s　the　perfect　setting　for　whatever　you　want　to　happen—decadent　or　demure。

sightings

S　and　three　A…named　（if　not　A…listed）　actresses　at　The　Standard。　And　Waverly　Inn。　And　Rose　Bar。　Do　those　girls　ever　get　tired？　D　climbing　into　an　ancient　brown　van　double…parked　on　Broadway　and　Ninety…ninth；　followed　by　his　dad；　V　waving　them　both　off　from　the　curb。　C　heading　to　the　Tribeca　Star　with　four　or　five　cowboys　and　several　handles　of　vodka。　And　this　in　from　Palm　Beach：　a　glittering…green　eyed　boy　who　looks　mysteriously　like　the　long…lost　N；　getting　on　a　plane　bound　for　JFK。　Hellooooooo；　sailor！

the　great　reunion

I　admit　it：　I　thought　a　certain　Ivy　League　brunette　might　have　forsaken　her　hometown　for　warmer　climes。　But　after　a　change　in　vacation　plans　left　her　temporarily　stranded　on　the　East　Coast；　B　is　back。　She　was　last　seen　smoking　Gauloises　on　the　steps　of　the　Met　with　a　certain　blond　beauty　who　could　only　be　S。　And　my　sources　say　they　were　making　New　Year’s　Eve　plans。　Just　like　old　times！　Now　the　big　question　is：　Who　will　S　and　B　be　kissing　at　midnight？

your　e…mail

q：　Hey　G；

An　idea：　You；　me；　and　a　bottle　of　Dom。　We　can　watch　the　ball　drop　and　create　our　own　fireworks。　Thoughts？

—mackdaddy

a：　Dear　Mack；

Unfortunately；　I　already　have　some　more　heavily　populated　parties　to　attend。　But；　hey；　look　on　the　bright　side：　More　Dom　for　you！