for taking her there。
？Hello； Marthe；？ Marcus greeted the amazingly beautiful； Amazon…like； Latina saleswoman。 She
was wearing a gold pouf skirt and a tight； hot pink short…sleeved sweater that were simultaneously
fifties retro and ultramodern。
At first Blair？s hackles rose and she started to bare her fangs； but then she quickly realized that
being jealous of anyone that impossibly tall； curvy； and gorgeous would be a total waste of time。
？Miss Waldorf is looking for a gown in white；？ Marcus explained； putting his arm around Blair
and totally erasing any jealous or irrational thoughts she？d ever had； or ever would have。
Wow； heis good。
Marthe nodded seriously and led them to a rack of white goddess gowns that would have looked
stunning on Marthe； but that Blair already knew would make her look like a fat runt with no real
cleavage to speak of。 She was about to protest； but Marcus？bless him？had already figured it out。
？What about one of those suits？？ he asked； walking over to finger an exquisite pleated white
satin skirt。 The skirt was paired with a fitted white satin jacket that sported the most perfect white
leather belt around the waist； fastened with a nifty white leather bow。
？You have the perfect figure for his suits；？ Marthe declared in a wonderful； thick accent。 She
strode over to the rack and selected three of the suits for Blair to try on。 ？And you are a size four； I
am sure。？
？Maybe she is even a size two；？ a sonorous male voice chimed in from behind them。
Blair whirled around； her heart already aflutter at being mistaken for a size two； and nearly
choked on her own saliva when she saw who it was。 Standing just a few feet away from her was
Oscar de la Renta himself； wearing a perfectly tailored gray suit； a starched white shirt； and a pink
tie； his handsome bald head looking like it had been oiled with olive oil； his gray…black eyebrows
smoldering。 Blair had seen him hundreds of times in the pages of fashion magazines and in the
society columns but never in person。 And for an old man； he was supremely sexy。
？Ah； Mr。 de la Renta；？ Marthe greeted her boss with a warm smile。 ？Miss Waldorf will wear your
suits well； no？？
Mr。 de la Renta looked Blair up and down and then flashed her an appreciative smile。 ？Very well；？
he agreed。 He turned to Marcus。 ？I missed your mother in Milan。？
？Hello； Uncle Oscar。？ Marcus smiled broadly； stepped forward； and embraced the designer；
hugging him affectionately。 Blair nearly threw up all over the beautiful floor。
Uncle Oscar！？
Marcus chuckled and then touched her arm。 ？He？s not really my uncle； but he may as well be。
My mother won？t wear anything but the clothes Uncle Oscar makes for her。？
Who could blame her？
For once； Blair was speechless。 She felt exactly like Dorothy inThe Wizard of Oz when she
wakes up after the Kansas cyclone and finds herself in Munchkinland； confronted by Glinda； the
beautiful； good witch。 Except that Blair wasn？t nearly as fat as Judy Garland。She was a sizetwo ！
？This way； Miss Waldorf；？ Marthe instructed； leading the way to a large jade green？curtained
dressing room。 She hung up four suits on the hooks inside？two in size four and two in size two。
？Don？t worry； I？ll fit her； Marthe；？ Mr。 de la Renta called after them。 ？Let me just find my
measuring tape。？
Blair was convinced she was dreaming； so whatever Mr。 de la Renta said was fine with her。
Marthe helped her into a size two skirt； which fit her like a dream； but as soon as she slipped her
arms into the sleeves of the size two jacket； it was clear that the shoulders were going to be too
tight。 Marthe sped it for the four； fastened the bow on the narrow leather belt； and then threw
open the curtain。
Ta…da！
Blair put her hands on her hips and strutted out of the dressing room like a runway model；
swishing the pleated skirt from side to side； a huge grin plastered to her face。 Why hadn？t she
thought of wearing a suit like this before？ Not that therewere many suits like this one。 It was
elegant and tarty at the same time？totally chic； but most of all； unique。
？Blimey；？ Marcus breathed。 ？You？re stunning。？
And so are you！Blair almost blurted out。 Not only was Lord Marcus breathtakingly handsome
and royal； he was bosom buddies with the most amazing fashion designer in the universe。
Mr。 de la Renta frowned and shook out his measuring tape。 ？The waist is all wrong；？ he fretted；
tugging on Blair？s jacket。 ？And the bodice is too high。？ He undid the belt and unfastened the
buttons on the jacket； yanking it roughly away from Blair？s arms。 ？You may keep the skirt； darling。
But please； may I make you a jacket that fits？？
May he？
Blair wished Serena or one of her other classmates would walk by and see her standing in the
middle of the Oscar de la Renta boutique wearing only her shell pink La Perla bra and one
of ？Uncle Oscar？s？ gorgeous pleated skirts； getting fitted for her graduation outfit by Oscar de la
Rentahimself 。 She glanced at Marcus； who grinned back at her and then silently placed his right
hand over his heart； his emerald green eyes shining with adoration。
Whoa。
Blair had to force herself not to pee in her pants。 She was so happy； she wasn？t sure if she could
stand it。
？Hold still；？ Mr。 de la Renta instructed as he lifted her arms and slipped his measuring tape
around her 34Bs。 Maybe it was the fact that she was surrounded by beautiful men and beautiful
clothes； but Blair had the most ridiculous urge to lick his shiny； sexy； bald head。 She giggled；
wobbling a little in her bare feet as he slid the measuring tape down to measure her hips。 ？Hold
still！？
She squeezed her eyes shut and did her best not to move； truly believing that when she opened
them again； she？d find she？d died and gone to heaven。
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hey people！
Open call
In case you haven？t heard； that weirdo indie film director Ken Mogul has realized no one is ever
going to pay much attention to him until he makes a big blockbuster movie； and so he is making
one。 He？s also on a mission to discover the next hot young actress； so he？s having an open call for
his new feature film；Breakfast at Fred？s； at the restaurant of the same name in Barneys this
Saturday。 The movie is a remake ofBreakfast at Tiffany？s with an entirely teenage cast。 Guess
who？s going to be first in line to try out？ And guess who absolutely cannot act？
But guess who can？？！
Hmmm ？ will they choose the girl who definitely knows how to make herself look the part but
has no talent； or the girl with talent who doesn？t look anything like Audrey Hepburn？ Sounds like
one of those vacuous catchphrases fromAmerica？s Next Top Model ； my all…time favorite
love…to…hate…it show。
Prestigious boarding school to expand art curriculum
Aren？t I just full of all the latest news？ Anyhoo； in caseanyone？s interested； Waverly Prep； a
prestigious boarding school in the upper Hudson Valley； is looking for budding young Picassos
and Monets。 They？re expecting a rush of artsy new applicants this fall； but we know of one
particular still…schoolless soon…to…be…sophomore who simply can？t wait that long。 （You don？t
really want to go to public school； do you；J ？）
Celebrity body doubles
Britney？s got one。 Leonardo？s got one。 And even some of the regulars on New York？s society
circuit have them。 Apparently fashion designer Oscar de la Renta is so much in demand at parties
all over the world that he sends his clones to the parties he doesn？t care to attend； and to his
Madison Avenue boutique to keep the staff on their toes。 His body doubles are all relatives of his
from the Dominican Republic； and some of them even have his name； so it really isn？t a stretch
for them to impersonate their famous co