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being　such　bitches　about　that　stupid　dress；？　Blair　yawned　over

at　them　as　she　moved　on　to　a　rack　of　beaded　lilac…and…pink　Sea　Island　cotton　Nicole　Farhi

sweetheart　sweaters。　？It？soff　…white；　and　look。？　She　pointed　a　pearly　manicured　finger　at　the　white

satin　padded　hanger　the　frock　hung　from。　？The　belt　that　goes　with　it　ispink　。　Our　graduation

dresses　have　to　be　totallywhite　。？

Even　though　it　was　two　sizes　too　small；　Isabel　still　clung　to　the　dress　as　if　her　life　depended　on

it。　？Well；　maybe　I　don？t　want　it　for　graduation。　Maybe　I　have　a　party　to　go　to　or　something。？

As　if　she　got　invited　to　secret　parties　that　Blair　didn？t　know　about。

Today　was　opening　day　for　the　Browns　of　London　trunk　show　in　the　main　ballroom　at　the　St。

Clair　Hotel；　and　this　particular　group　of　Constance　Billard　senior　girls　had　all　cut　homeroom　to　be

there。　What　better　way　to　find　the　dress　that　had　been　sampled　in　England　but　never　sold　in　New

York？the　perfect；　coveted；　one…of…a…kind　graduation　dress。　The　only　problem　was　that　their

graduation　dresses　had　to　be　all　white；　and　most　designers　shy　away　from　all…white　dresses　so　as

not　to　invoke　unsexy　images　of　baby　christenings　and　Little　Bo　Peep。

Not　to　mention　wedding　gowns。

？Too　bad　this　one　has　a　train；？　Kati　Farkas　mused；　holding　up　a　snowy；　puffy…sleeved　satin

number　by　Alexander　McQueen　that　looked　like　the　dress　Sleeping　Beauty　had　worn