Hello, Upper East Siders. Gossip Girl, here––your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan’s elite.

Those words were carved into my brain after 121 episodes of the best show ever made. A show about my life. Well, a show about the life I wish I had.

As I sat on my tiny game room couch watching what was probably my seventh episode of Gossip Girl that day, I drifted away into my huge New York penthouse, trying to decide which Kate Spade headband I should wear to the party that night.

Okay, let’s be honest. My life in the wonderful city of Texarkana, Texas, does not even begin to compare to Blair Waldorf’s. But it’s the thought that counts, and just the thought of living life and getting everything I ever wanted is a dream that I am determined to never wake up from.

I want to walk around in my perfectly polished Prada heels with my minions following behind me answering to all of my commands. And, of course, my heels would match flawlessly with my brand new Chanel dress.

For almost every outfit I buy, I ask myself, “Would Blair wear this?” If the answer is “yes” that makes one more outfit in my closet and 100 less dollars in my wallet. Not only does a perfect outfit determine my confidence level for the day, but it is also the first thing people see when I strut into the room. And as we all know, the opinions of others are everything.

As Blair once said, “Fashion is the most powerful art there is. It’s movement, design, and architecture all in one. It shows the world who we are and who we’d like to be.”

Although fashion plays a big part in Blair’s fabulous world, there is one other thing that trumps all the diamonds and pearls. That is her best friend Serena Vanderwoodsen. In my case, her name is Anna Catherine Boudreaux, but you can sometimes catch us calling each other S and B (Serena and Blair). The two besties do everything together and are there for eachother no matter what, but they are like night and day when it comes to personalities. This is the cause of some major blowouts between S and B.

You see, the spotlight is not always big enough for the both of them, and what’s the fun in being the sideline girl? The competition between who is on top of the social pyramid can get pretty heated, but nothing will ever tear those two completely apart. That is why Anna Catherine and I will never let anything ruin our friendship, not even boys.

Boys. Oh, the wonderful boys of Manhattan, New York. Walking the city streets in a suit and tie on a casual day. But there is one boy in particular that makes Blair’s heart skip a beat. His name is Chuck Bass. Chuck and Blair’s relationship is the epitome of a perfect couple. He is the Louis to her Vuitton. The Dolce to her Gabbana. The Jimmy to her Choo. The Marc to her Jacobs. Without Chuck there is no Blair and without Blair there is no Chuck. They are probably the two most determined people in all of New York and together they are unstoppable. They can ruin or make anyone’s life with the snap of their fingers. Some may say it’s ridiculous, I say it’s genius. And to top it all off, Chuck has enough money to buy Blair the world. I know, I know. Money can’t buy happiness. But it sure does make shopping a much happier experience when you have no budget.

The money, the fashion, the fame, and the bright city lights are not for everyone, but to me taxi horns and small talk coming from people on their cell phones is music to my ears. The city keeps me from thinking too much about the things that bother me and the drama keeps me from getting bored. Some might think that all that small talk and gossip is for little girls that have nothing better to do. I think that Gossip Girl was right when she said, “You’re no one until you’re talked about.”

You know you love me.

Xoxo,

Gossip Girl