波波小说

第1部分（第3页）

Even　though　it　was　two　sizes　too　small；　Isabel　still　clung　to　the　dress　as　if　her　life　depended　on

it。　？Well；　maybe　I　don？t　want　it　for　graduation。　Maybe　I　have　a　party　to　go　to　or　something。？

As　if　she　got　invited　to　secret　parties　that　Blair　didn？t　know　about。

Today　was　opening　day　for　the　Browns　of　London　trunk　show　in　the　main　ballroom　at　the　St。

Clair　Hotel；　and　this　particular　group　of　Constance　Billard　senior　girls　had　all　cut　homeroom　to　be

there。　What　better　way　to　find　the　dress　that　had　been　sampled　in　England　but　never　sold　in　New

York？the　perfect；　coveted；　one…of…a…kind　graduation　dress。　The　only　problem　was　that　their

graduation　dresses　had　to　be　all　white；　and　most　designers　shy　away　from　all…white　dresses　so　as

not　to　invoke　unsexy　images　of　baby　christenings　and　Little　Bo　Peep。

Not　to　mention　wedding　gowns。

？Too　bad　this　one　has　a　train；？　Kati　Farkas　mused；　holding　up　a　snowy；　puffy…sleeved　satin

number　by　Alexander　McQueen　that　looked　like　the　dress　Sleeping　Beauty　had　worn　to　bed　when

she　slept　for　a　hundred　years。

？Ew；？Isabel　sniffed。　？The　train　is　definitely　not　the　only　thing　wrong　with　it。？

The　trunk　show　consisted　of　fifty…eight　racks　of　dresses？including　ball　gowns；　cocktail　dresses；

wedding　and　brides…maid　dresses；　skirts；　blouses；　cardigans；　and　capri　pants；　two　hat　racks；　and

even　a　rack　full　of　tiaras；　veils；　and　scarves。　The　clothes　were　gorgeous　and　exquisitely　made；　but

the　girls　were　not　being　gentle　with　them。　Clothes　were　strewn　all　over　the　claret…colored　carpet；

and　the　usually　glamorous；　gilt…accented　ballroom　looked　like　the　walk…in　closet　of　a

fashion…crazed　Upper　East　Side？dwelling　Manhattan　society　hostess　in　a

pre…getting…dressed…for…a…benefit　alcoholic　frenzy。

The　throng　of　graduation…dress…hunting　girls　fell　silent　for　a　moment　as　a　tall　blond　girl　with

enormous　dark　blue　eyes　pushed　open　the　door　to　the　ballroom　and　handed　her　white…and…green

leather　Louis　Vuitton　Calla　Lily　stuff　sack　over　to　security。　Behind　her　stood　a　tanned　boy　with

wavy　golden　brown　hair　and　glittering　green　eyes。

？I　bet　they？re　late　because　they　had　to　get　a　room　first；？　Rain　giggled；　nudging　Nicki　Button　in

the　ribs。　Over　the　weekend；　Rain　and　Nicki　had　gotten　Japanese　hair　straightening　treatments

together；　and　their　dark　brown　hair　looked　unnaturally　straight　and　glossy；　like　it　had　been　glued

on　by　specialists　from　Madame　Tussaud？s　wax　museum　in　London。

？Look。　Blair　is　totally　pretending　she　didn？t　see　them　e　in。　Oh　my　God；　and　Serena　is；　like；

walking　right　up　to　her！？　Laura　Salmon　whispered　shrilly。

Their　arms　full　of　dresses；　the　other　girls　followed　Serena　van　der　Woodsen　with　their　eyes　as　she

floated　toward　a　rack　of　elegant…but…still…a…little…dorky　straw　sun　hats　two　feet　away　from　Blair

and　began　to　try　them　on。

？Nice；？　Nate　Archibald　mented　unenthusiastically　from　where　he　slouched　against　the　wall；

looking　more　brooding　and　introspective　than　usual。　This　was　the　sort　of　trunk　show　where；

instead　of　waiting　in　line　forever　for　the　two　private　changing　rooms；　most　girls　stripped　down　in

between　the　racks　to　try　things　on。　But　Nate　was　the　most　desirable　boy　on　the　Upper　East　Side。

Girls　got　naked　at　the　snap　of　his　stoned　fingers；　and　it　was　still　he　who　got　ogled；　not　them。　It　was

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