had never really gone to sleep last night？thanks to the little bottle of pills he kept popping？？and
she？d still been awake at fiveA。M 。 She？d just grabbed a double latte at the deli and headed over；
lugging her French textbook with her； as if she？d really get any studying done。
Blairwas first in line。 And； surprise； surprise； shewas Audrey Hepburn。 Same black vintage
Givenchy dress； same pearl choker； same French…twist hairstyle？with the help of a little faux
hair？same oversize Chanel sunglasses； same black elbow…length gloves。 Lord Marcus； being the
sweet and charming hunk that he was； had helped her get dressed and even had e up with the
idea of spending the night in a hired town car； parked right in front of Barneys； so she？d be sure to
be first in line for the open call。 Of course； they hadn？t been able to do much for fear of messing
up her costume； but it was still fun to hold hands in the backseat and talk about the very near
future； when Blair would be a famous Hollywood star。
？I？ll be your pool lad；？ Lord Marcus offered in his adorable English accent。 ？I？ll fan you with
palm fronds and pour your cocktails。？ Of course he wouldn？t mind giving up his spot in the
graduate business program at the London School of Economics； where he was starting in the fall。
He？d do anything for Blair？anything！
？And I？ll have the best designers making clothes for me in every city in the world；？ Blair
fantasized over her stomach？s nervous rumblings。 She wanted this part so badly； she hadn？t eaten
all day； but it was nearly midnight and she was famished。 ？Or maybe I？ll ask Uncle Oscar to make
all my clothes。？
A hot dog vendor was packing up for the ni