cools her Louboutins； waiting for her nomination for the SAG Awards。 No matter where she is or what she does； S will always be one to watch。
Then there are those who’ve tried their darnedest to change： N has been sailing around the world for the last four months。 But as we learned from Kant in our freshman seminars； no man is an island。 He’ll be back—sooner rather than later； we hope。 Then there’s D； scratching out existential poetry in his black Moleskine notebook in the Pacific Northwest。 It may look like a total lifestyle change； but he still insists on Folgers crystals instead of French press in the coffee capital of the U。S。 He also spends every waking moment Skyping his shaven…headed； ultra…independent filmmaker girlfriend； V； who’s at NYU and seems to almost have… hair。 And friends？！ And finally there’s C； last seen with a pack of flannel…wearing； log…lifting； very rugged boys out in Nevada or Montana or someplace with no cities and lots of cattle。 Is he into a new type； or has he gone through yet another reinvention？ That man puts Madonna to shame。
Mistletoe and New Year’s Eve are all about kissing； and something tells me there’s going to be lots and lots of kissing this break。 Lucky for you； I’ll be here to report everything worth reporting after the holiday lights are unplugged and the pretty velvet ribbons have been untied。 Let the reunion begin！
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q： Dear Gossip Girl；
I’m visiting my great aunt in New York City for the holidays； and I heard that Serena van der Woodsen lives here and you know everything about her。 Are you her？ Oh my God； if you’re her； can you please send me an autograph？ Or maybe hang out？
—IheartSvW
a： Dear Iheart；
While I prefer to live my life outside the spotlight； accord