❛ ₊ ˚ 𖤐 . ∘ ┊ 𝗚𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗣 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 ╱ 𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗕𝗔𝗟𝗗 .
━━ "you lie to me, you manipulate me, you cheat on me and now you want me to believe you love me?!"
in which new york's upper society youth
consists of scanda...
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𝘞𝘈𝘓𝘋𝘖𝘙𝘍 𝘋𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘚
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"You have such an exquisite sense of fashion, Angelique. Hired stylist or not, I've never seen you wear anything unflattering even in the slightest!" said Eleanor Waldorf. "Do I need to mention you have a gorgeous body? You should consider modeling, I think you have a great chance to make it to the top of the industry."
"You're too kind, Mrs. Waldorf," Angelique replied with a smile, taking a sip of her coffee. "It crossed my mind a couple times, yes, but I've never actively pursued a career in modeling."
"I know you're probably going to follow in your parents' footsteps and inherit their law firm, but there's still plenty of time to have fun while you're young. Besides, I'm sure your mother would be very proud to see her daughter on the cover of magazines. Starting with Vogue and ending up in Forbes, you know?"
"I never thought about this before, but you might be right, Mrs. Waldorf."
"Speaking of which, are you following a certain diet?" Eleanor asked. "I've been trying to help Blair lose a couple pounds, there must be some secret tips and tricks that help you look so skinny, yet fit at the same time."
"I do sometimes. And even if I'm on a diet or not, I like working out."
"Then you should introduce Blair to your personal trainer! I'm sure you two girls would have fun at the gym together. I've been a little caught up with my job, flying from Paris to New York and trying to secure a deal with Bendel, so I want to do something nice for Blair."
"Mom?" Another voice said from upstairs.
"Oh, good morning, Blair! I was just talking to Angelique and Blair about a future deal with Bendel. If everything goes according to plan, I should have my own collection very soon," said Eleanor, watching Blair as she walked down the stairs and joined them for breakfast.
While Blair and her mom chatted for a bit about how low fat yogurt was a better breakfast choice rather than croissants, Angelique rose from her seat and walked over to the dresses Eleanor Waldorf brought from Paris to take a closer look.
"If you see anything you like, you're free to take it," Eleanor said, her attention shifting back from her daughter to Angelique. "I think most of these dresses would compliment your body so nicely!"
