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Authors: Cecily von Ziegesar
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from B ’s siren song anytime soon. Look on the bright side—the city is positively crawling with sweaty, practically half-naked boys in need of a nice cool soak down. Remember, friends don’t let friends shower alone, especially during a heat wave. Conserve water—it’s all about the environment, people. So break out the Bliss lemon-and-sage body wash and lather up.
—GG
Q: Dear GG,
My boyfriend is leaving for college soon, and I’m heartbroken. I’m only a junior, so I have another year to hang around, waiting to graduate, and I’m worried that he’ll be tempted by all those college girls. Do long-distance relationships really work? —Left Behind
A: Dear LB,
In my experience, long-distance relationships are dicey—even if you only live across the park from one another. If that’s got you down, here’s my Rx: go to your kitchen and find some Godiva cocoa powder (you may have to dig around in back for the good stuff—the cook always tries to hide it), and whip yourself up an iced hot chocolate. Sip it while sitting at your iBook. Look—you’re multitasking! Don’t you feel better already? Now go to eLUXURY.com and buy yourself something fabulous. When that’s done, cruise all the cute guys on Facebook and MySpace and send the ones you like best some cleverly flirtatious e-mails. By the time the weekend comes, you’ll have a bunch of hot dates at your beck and call—and an even hotter outfit to wear! Trust me, by Sunday you’ll barely remember College Boy’s name. —GG
Q: Dear Mme. Gossip Girl,
My darling son has recently had a sexual awakening and is coming to terms with his long-latent homosexuality. After not seeing my dear boy for some years, I want to be there for him in this most exciting time, but I’m not quite sure how to go about it. I’ve already given him some gifts relating to his new identity, but I want to do
more
. Hallmark doesn’t seem to make an “I love my gay son” card. Please help!
Sincerely,
Loving Mother of a Gay Son
A: Dear LMGS,
I’m going to give you the same advice I give to anyone looking to celebrate something exciting and new: have a party! And invite
everyone
. There’s no better way to say “I love you.” Plus it’ll give your son the chance to get all dolled—er, dressed—up. Here’s to partying the gay (I mean day) away!
—GG
sightings
B in the La Perla store on Fifth Avenue buying a sky blue bra-and-thong set. Can the flames of desire between B and N be waning already? We hope not—although I’d be happy to help him out if he’s bored with monogamy. . . . N sitting outside his town house looking contemplative—or maybe he was just under the influence as usual. . . . V at the NYU bookstore on Washington Place, asking if they had any school logo T-shirts in black instead of their trademark purple. Not exactly the school spirit, V ! . . . K and I shopping for their back-to-school wardrobes at TSE, buying armloads of cashmere sweaters—even though they’re going to school in Florida? Well, cashmere
is
nice over a bikini. . . . C at the Shake Shack in Madison Square Park, chomping down on a cheeseburger and feeding that spoiled little white monkey of his French fries with extra ketchup. I wonder if they get cited for health code violations. If so, we’ll know why.
It’s time to watch some
Laguna Beach
reruns—gotta love to hate those ridiculous nouveau riche kids—before I skip out for my mani/pedi appointment at Elizabeth Arden Red Door Spa. Nothing like buffing up and staying silky smooth for the dog days of summer—not to mention the devilishly handsome French waiters at Pastis. . . . Down, boys!
Vouz m’adorez, ne dites pas le contraire,
gossipgirl
TO: undisclosed-recipients
FROM: [email protected]
Subject: Dan’s gay—hooray!
Dear recent graduates of Riverside Prep: I hope you don’t mind my abusing your school yearbook’s contact list, but I’m sure you’ll be happy when you find out why: I’m writing
—GG
Q: Dear GG,
My boyfriend is leaving for college soon, and I’m heartbroken. I’m only a junior, so I have another year to hang around, waiting to graduate, and I’m worried that he’ll be tempted by all those college girls. Do long-distance relationships really work? —Left Behind
A: Dear LB,
In my experience, long-distance relationships are dicey—even if you only live across the park from one another. If that’s got you down, here’s my Rx: go to your kitchen and find some Godiva cocoa powder (you may have to dig around in back for the good stuff—the cook always tries to hide it), and whip yourself up an iced hot chocolate. Sip it while sitting at your iBook. Look—you’re multitasking! Don’t you feel better already? Now go to eLUXURY.com and buy yourself something fabulous. When that’s done, cruise all the cute guys on Facebook and MySpace and send the ones you like best some cleverly flirtatious e-mails. By the time the weekend comes, you’ll have a bunch of hot dates at your beck and call—and an even hotter outfit to wear! Trust me, by Sunday you’ll barely remember College Boy’s name. —GG
Q: Dear Mme. Gossip Girl,
My darling son has recently had a sexual awakening and is coming to terms with his long-latent homosexuality. After not seeing my dear boy for some years, I want to be there for him in this most exciting time, but I’m not quite sure how to go about it. I’ve already given him some gifts relating to his new identity, but I want to do
more
. Hallmark doesn’t seem to make an “I love my gay son” card. Please help!
Sincerely,
Loving Mother of a Gay Son
A: Dear LMGS,
I’m going to give you the same advice I give to anyone looking to celebrate something exciting and new: have a party! And invite
everyone
. There’s no better way to say “I love you.” Plus it’ll give your son the chance to get all dolled—er, dressed—up. Here’s to partying the gay (I mean day) away!
—GG
sightings
B in the La Perla store on Fifth Avenue buying a sky blue bra-and-thong set. Can the flames of desire between B and N be waning already? We hope not—although I’d be happy to help him out if he’s bored with monogamy. . . . N sitting outside his town house looking contemplative—or maybe he was just under the influence as usual. . . . V at the NYU bookstore on Washington Place, asking if they had any school logo T-shirts in black instead of their trademark purple. Not exactly the school spirit, V ! . . . K and I shopping for their back-to-school wardrobes at TSE, buying armloads of cashmere sweaters—even though they’re going to school in Florida? Well, cashmere
is
nice over a bikini. . . . C at the Shake Shack in Madison Square Park, chomping down on a cheeseburger and feeding that spoiled little white monkey of his French fries with extra ketchup. I wonder if they get cited for health code violations. If so, we’ll know why.
It’s time to watch some
Laguna Beach
reruns—gotta love to hate those ridiculous nouveau riche kids—before I skip out for my mani/pedi appointment at Elizabeth Arden Red Door Spa. Nothing like buffing up and staying silky smooth for the dog days of summer—not to mention the devilishly handsome French waiters at Pastis. . . . Down, boys!
Vouz m’adorez, ne dites pas le contraire,
gossipgirl
TO: undisclosed-recipients
FROM: [email protected]
Subject: Dan’s gay—hooray!
Dear recent graduates of Riverside Prep: I hope you don’t mind my abusing your school yearbook’s contact list, but I’m sure you’ll be happy when you find out why: I’m writing
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