erself with navy blue
mascara and a subtle shade of lip gloss that wasn？t as girly or e…hither as her usual shade of
light pink or dark red。
？Look who？s here；？ Jenny whispered to Elise in front of the Stila counter。 ？Hi； Blair。？
？Great haircut！？ added Elise perkily。
Blair turned around to find two of the freshmen from her peer group：
she…really…should…have…a…breast…reduction Ginny； and in…desperate…need…of…a…makeover Eliza； or
whatever their names were； staring at her admiringly。 She was horrified to see that they were
trying on some of the same eye shadows and lip glosses that she wore all the time。 Couldn？t they
just stick with Maybelline from Rite Aid or something？
Elise frowned down at the vial of glittery black eye dust in her hand。 ？Is this stuff any good？？
Yes； it？s good。 But you？re really not ready for it yet。
Blair couldn？t help but give them a little big…sisterly advice。 She slung her
brown…and…white…striped Bendel？s shopping bag over her wrist and got to work。 ？With your
coloring； I？d go for something lighter。？ She reached for a sample tube of pale silvery green gel
shadow。 ？This would really bring out the aqua tones in your eyes；？ she instructed； marveling at
hownice she sounded。
Elise took the tube and dabbed a little on her eyelids。 It was barely visible； but it caught the light
and miraculously made her small； close…together blue eyes look brighter and prettier。 ？Wow；？ she
trilled； mesmerized。
Jenny reached for the tube。 ？Can I try？？
Blair snatched it away。 ？Absolutely not。 You need something in beige or peach。？ Blair couldn？t
believe herself。 The weird thing was； she was enjoying it。 ？Here。？ She handed