Hey people!
It's September, and that means school is back for another year so say goodbye to your fabulous summer flings and dust off your blazer for the all-important first day of school look-over. You know what I'm talking about – when everyone sizes up everyone else's tans, checks out who let themselves go over break and who came back totally loved up… you people know who you are. Just as life is returning to normal for us, New York City is once again free from the majority of the tourists, clogging up the streets and taking all the taxis. Our city is ours again. all across the upper-east side we're pulling out our cutest Chanel cardigans and Jimmy Choo boots to make our uniforms our own. Just because they say we have to wear it doesn't mean we have to wear it their way. And with the return of school comes the return of the party calendar. Now that everyone's back in the same place, it would be wrong of us not to capitalise on our summer glows by partying for way too long wearing way too little. Make yourselves nice, people, the social season is here!
Sightings
V still completely bald (and loving it) heading towards D's apartment. Looks like the holiday separation was more than they could bear. N and B returning to the Hampton's looking as perfect-coupley as ever – although is it just me, or are his eyes a little bloodshot? E and S heading home from La Guardia sans parentes… looks like someone's going to be having fun whilst ma and pa have an extended vacation. J entering a bra store on east fifty-second which specialises in the more well endowed end of the spectrum. Far be I to be the first to say boobzilla, but there I go.
One final curiosity
Spotted: an as yet unidentified girl picking up a Constance Billard uniform and what seem to be the textbooks for all the Junior AP classes. Is she a new student, or is she merely a temp doing grunt work while everyone else enjoys their holidays? If she is a student, how will she adapt to the dragon's den that is Constance? Will she become the new life of the party, or merely exist in her own little world until she one day inexplicably disappears, rumoured to be on her way to Malaysia to get an illegal abortion... Oh come now, we all know that's what happened to Cha. That's why she's never seen nor heard of any more.
But enough of that. When something happens, as it invariably will, you'll know as soon as I do. Because it's no fun knowing something if you're the only one.
You know you love me xoxo
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