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