hey people!

Well, it's time of year again. Yes, a total cliche, I know. But seriously, isn't Christmas just filled with cliches? For those of you new to the world of Gossip Girl, let me explain a few things. My friends and I are the elite of Mannahattan's Upper East Side. We're the gorgeously stunning girls walking around in Central Park, wrapped up in fashionable fur coats, drinking hot coffee. We're the hot, yummilicious guys draped in Ralph Lauren winter apparel, throwing snowballs and smoking cigarettes to keep from freezing our asses off. Now that you know about us, let's get down to buisness. Like I said, it's Christmas time! Ice-skating, hot chocoalate, colorful lights, and a delicious winter boyfriend. I have my eye on a certain gorgeous stoner-boy, hopefully he'll break-up with his long-time gf soon. I'm crossing my fingers!

If you're down-in-the-dumps about love this season, liven up! No relationship lasts forever, and they are so many things more fun than sitting alone at home, watching The Hills re-runs, and devouring Chocolate Fudge Brownie Ben & Jerry's. Instead of moping, go buy yourself a smokin' new outfit, head off to Central Park and amaze all the boys. I gurantee you'll meet someone fabulous!

Speaking of fabulous, I'm sure you've all heard about the Rebels Without A Cause (or RWC as some fans prefer to call them) concert on Christmas Eve. Can you say hotties? I was fortunate enough to get front row seats and backstage passes. I'll be sure to give a detailed description for all of you unlucky enough to not be going. People are killing to get into this concert; it's strictly V.I.P., and only the rich, beautiful, and elite can get in. I doubt even scalpers can get tickets to this one.

New Year's Eve

Even though we'd never admit it, we all love to watch the ball drop at Time's Square. I know it's tacky and filled with tourists, but there's just something about standing in the cold at midnight, counting down, and feeling the confetti rain down. This year, or rather, next year, I declare that we should all show at Time's Square and watch the ball drop together. Then, we can all head to the top floor of the Plaza that B's dad (or dads) so graciously rented for us. We'll open all the doors and roam back and forth, go skinny-dipping in the hottubs, and dance the night away. 'Tis the season to celebrate!

Happy Birthday Little J

Little J is turning fifteen on Christmas Eve. Guess she'll get double the presents! I hear that the only thing she wants, though, is a ticket to the Upper East Side! Well, we all have wishes, the least we can do is hope. Have a happy birthday, anyway, J. Merry Christmas!

your e-mail

Q: GG,

I met this girl the other day at Barney's. She was holed up in a dressing room, crying her eyes out. I asked her what was wrong and she said her boyfriend cheated on her. We talked for a while and then she invited me back to her place. We had sex and she said she would call me, but I haven't heard from her. Any advice?

-Used And Confused

A: UAC,

If you're talking about who I think you're talking about, than you must be stoned. The girl I know would never hook-up with some random dude, no matter how sad she was. Nice try, though.

-GG

Sightings

N skulking around Central Park, smoking pot and listening to his iPod. S roaming through Bendel's, looking for some new jeans. Oddly enough, she was alone. C flirting with the waitress at Jackson Hole. B shopping for Christmas presents at Tiffany's, Bendel's, and Barney's. I wonder who's on her naughty and nice list? V and her sister shopping for organic vegetables at some seedy-looking place down in Brooklyn. Getting ready for Christmas dinner? D rummaging through a used bookstore, talking to Serena on his cell. J getting dark gold highlights in her hair and buying an RWC t-shirt. Looks like someone is in love with a rockstar.

tree-lighting ceremony

Don't forget to show up at Rockefeller Center to see the Christmas tree being lighted. I'll be there, so I know you will. Have a happy holiday and remember to enjoy yourselfs. I know I will!

You know you love me.

xoxo,

gossip girl