The Dearly DiParted
Good afternoon, Upper East Siders. But with all the black I’m seeing, how good can it really be? Nothing brings about doom and gloom faster than ignoring the Fall/Winter color trends, even for a special occasion. Was it really only a year ago our favorite troublemaker, A, mysteriously disappeared? And just as suddenly, she’s back. Or at least found. Don’t believe me? Check the papers: front page and obits.
But as we all know, the real story is always the one happening in private, away from the headlines, at home. How’s J coping with the news? Oh, and what was it he was up to when his little sister went missing in the first place?
They say that when someone dies, their secrets are buried with them. But on the Upper East Side, sometimes the dead still speak. I’ve heard rumors of mysterious messages going around the Upper East Side signed with Alison’s nickname, A. Just a coincidence or another of her cruel jokes from beyond? Send me all the deets and make sure to vote in the poll.
It’s been said that we bring nothing into this world and we leave nothing behind, but that doesn’t mean we don’t leave a big old mess when we go. My deepest condolences, Mr. DiLaurentis.
xo xo, Gossip Girl