The Old Crowd is Back in the City– But Did they Ever Really Leave?

Well, I'm back... and that's all that really matters, isn't it darlings? Oh, don't act stupid. You know you've been watching this page since I went on my extended leave... lets see... eight years ago? Just like Coco Chanel made her comeback, I'm doing the same. (See, that history of Fashion course was useful!) Anyway, I know you're just dying to know why I'm back. Of course, anyone who matters is back in the city and already knows, or never left... but two of our very favorite people are getting married, and as usual all the usual suspects are invited. Who, you might ask? I do hate to disappoint, but it's not who you think. Oh, how I've missed this job...

Sightings

J and her longtime boyfriend, whose name I believe is E, coming out of their brand new gallery in Soho, and sketching together in Central Park. Say it with me, AWW!

B, at JFK, coming in from Paris with a gorgeous guy I have never seen before... and he is definitely not French...

D and V, who I must say do married life quite well, looking at apartments.

A looking completely different, dressed like a businessman, visiting his Dad and B's mother, and his little sister Y, who is eight now.

S and N, not together, at Grand Central Station, S coming from Connecticut, N from Maine.

Oh yes, K and C registering for a wedding at Barney's. I do wonder what I thinks of all this?

That M, the one B was with for about four seconds, no, not Lord M... A's friend... auditioning for a show in the Theater District.

One Wedding and... Wait, Make it Two

Blair sighed. She had missed New York, even though it was less than a year she'd been away. So much had changed... She missed Serena, Vanessa, and even Dan, who she had gotten to know even though he was a bit odd.

Well, obviously.

And then, there was Nate. She hadn't seen him in four years. They'd broken up in their Sophomore year of college, but stayed friends, along with Serena, until graduating Yale. Which reminded her, she missed her sister Yale, who might have been even more spoiled than Blair herself. At age eight, Yale had everything she wanted. Eleanor and Cyrus Rose spoiled her to no end, and in their old age had taken up traveling, so Yale was often left in the care of Aaron, who spoiled her more than her parents. But Blair gave her sister everything she wanted.

Hmm, she sounds familiar.

Blair hadn't dwelt on the breakup with Nate for about two years, since meeting up with Lawrence, her boyfriend. They'd met working at British Vouge, two out of place Americans in London. She was trying to further her career in fashion, while he was working to become a journalist. Being with him was wonderful, he treated her better than any of her boyfriends ever had. She could honestly say she was in love with him, the first of any one of her boyfriends since Nate.

Blair and Lawrence made their way out of the limousine that had taken them to her apartment at the Plaza, her residence for when she was in New York. They took a seat for tea at the Palm Court while their bags were brought to their room.

Blair thought of all the times she, Nate and Serena had spent there.

"Bee-bee?" Lawrence asked. "Are you okay? You seem distracted."

"I'm fine. It's just, memories is all." Blair replied, somewhat nostalgically.

"Blair, I was going to wait for this, but I'd like to ask you something. You look like you could use a new memory." Lawrence said rather nervously.

"Honey–," Blair started but before it could even dawn on her, Lawrence was on one knee.

"Blair Cornelia Waldorf, will you marry me?" He smiled at her.

Blair breathed without even thinking, "Yes, I would love to."

It was absolutely perfect, everyone was looking on, and she was in the spotlight.

Forget Nate, she was engaged!

Crazy Artists Discuss Wedding Invite

Jenny Humphrey and Easy Walsh made their way to the Upper West Side apartment where she had grown up, and where her father, eccentric Rufus Humphrey, still lived. Vanessa and Dan were coming for one of Rufus' meals. Soon he would be cooking in his restaurant, which would make up the bottom floor of the art gallery Easy and Jenny were opening in one month.

"I can't wait to see your brother again, Jen. We had so much fun last time." Easy quipped in his cute Kentucky accent, squeezing her hand as they walked. Jenny smiled. "At least you two get along." She smiled. She also couldn't wait to see Vanessa, whose hair had gotten to bob length since she'd let it grow since she and Dan got married. She and Easy had been setting up the gallery for two months now, but Dan and Vanessa had only just gotten back from their honeymoon, which consisted of them going to Europe, so Vanessa could film and Dan could write. They arrived to the apartment, which thankfully, had been renovated in the last eight years.

Finally!

Dan had paid for it after publishing his first book at age 23. Rufus answered the door, his same old self. "Jenny! Easy! Come right in, Danny and Vanessa are already here. The party can begin!" He exclaimed. Rufus genuinely liked Easy, and Easy got along with Rufus, Dan, and even Vanessa wonderfully.

"Hey you guys!" Vanessa hugged them both, glowing like any newlywed should. "Did you two get the invitation to Chuck and Kati's wedding? And are you going?" Vanessa bombarded them.

Easy nodded. "The Farkas family are friends of my father's, so we got two." He squeezed Jenny's shoulder.

Vanessa replied, "I think I only got one because I'm friends with Blair, but Dan and I decided we were going if you two were."

"Well, even though Chuck is a sleazy perv, I think we'll be there. Everyone is going to be back!" Jenny squealed, reminding Dan of when she was a teenager. Dan looked at Vanessa. He never thought he'd like her grown out hair, but he loved it. Their honeymoon had been phenomenal, but being back was good. Though Dan didn't really want to get taken to this wedding, he knew it was important to Vanessa, and he did anything for her.

Anything?

Vanessa couldn't wait for the wedding, which was in a week, to see all her old friends again.

Friends?

She needed an outfit too, maybe Jenny or Blair would go shopping with her. Since she had gotten married, she'd gotten to be such a girly girl. The wedding was going to be a blast!

S Runs into N, Literally

Serena van Der Woodsen was running late, as always. She grabbed her luggage, a scuffed Louis Vuitton bag which she'd had forever, and he tucked her shorter, but still blonde hair, behind her ear and tried to avoid spilling her latte on herself. She went through the train station, reveling in the feeling of being back home. Smiling to herself and looking up at the sky as she went outside, Serena made her way to the car that was waiting for her. Out of nowhere she felt someone slam into her bag, throwing her off balance and causing her to drop her latte into the gutter.

Still, if it was anyone but her it would have spilled on her coat.

"Watch where you're g- Serena?!" The handsome man sputtered.

"Nate! I had no idea you'd be down for this! Where have you been?" She pulled him into a hug, forgetting the spilled latte and car waiting for her.

"Well, I've been in Maine. I'm starting a shipbuilding company with my Dad. Since Yale he and I have been on better terms, since the whole, uhhh, thing, well you know."

She smiled knowingly and replied, "Sure thing. Well, I've got to get going, I got a call from Blair saying she had big news, and you know how she is. But I'll see you at the wedding!"

Nate hugged her goodbye and watched her get in her car. He stood for a minute or so, thinking.

Wait, thinking?!

He couldn't live without Blair. This was his chance, and he needed to act on it before she did something crazy, like getting engaged to some other dude. He still loved her. But how he was going to say it, he didn't know.