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cinema。 The case was that Blair had to write about Audrey Hepburn as appeared in the movies；
and not as a real person； because Blair honestly did not know much about the real Audrey；
unless it had stopped using Givenchy when she became older； all cut only the hair and wore
khakis and black rulê neck all the time。 Blair had caught a lot of books on Audrey Hepburn
in the library； but not passed the first chapter。 I do not know the problems of colitis of
Audrey； or from his work in UNICEF。 It was much more interesting was how the life of Audrey
than reading about real life。
… What is writing？ … Miles said； adding the orange juice with a minigarrafa of Smirnoff
vodka。
Aaron Miles had invited to spend the Christmas with him in St。 Barts and decided not to tell
Blair that were in the check…in counter of United Airlines。 It was quite obvious that the
only reason for Miles to go was because he thought it would all the time of the trip with
Blair。 But Blair was determined to make it understand； even before aterrisagem； he had made
a sad mistake。
… Nothing … she said without looking at him。
They had to leave the apartment in very bad time of 7：45 in the morning。 Now it was a plane
in the afternoon and was still an hour of St。 Barts。 Aaron was asleep； or maybe I was only
pretending not to have to see Miles on top of giving Blair。 Serena was listening to Coldplay
in discman； relieved to be away from the constant flood of gifts from Flow。 Tyler playing
chess in his Game Boy and was in a bad mood； Why at the last minute the mother of his
friend； the prince Rolf von Wurtzel； decided not to let Rolf was St。 Barts with Tyler
because the young German prince had a problem embarrassing to pee in bed。 Blair moved the
ice cubes in your drink with a brown plastic canudinho。 Thank God for small favors。
… I tried to talk to you all week … said Miles as a reclining chair in an attempt to stretch
your legs long。 To great dismay of Blair； all were done squeezed sardine in economy class。 …
But I have written the wrong number or something。
Blair continued with eyes on the puter screen。 No； she answered quietly。 Is that I gave
you the wrong number。
Miles extended his arm and passed by the fingers tips of hair from Blair。
… I missed you … he whispered。
She looked at him without smiling； eyes and departed again； asking yourself what Audrey
Hepburn would do in this situation unpleasant。
You know those religious fanatics who are in the car stickers that say： 〃What would Jesus？〃
Well； Blair had a look that said： 〃What would Audrey do？〃
Not that she had something wrong against Miles。 He was not a tallowy Armani and wore
beautiful clothes。 He was nice and was a friend of Aaron； who was also a nice guy； but if
she could choose； would not have any half…brother。 Blair should have felt flattered with the
attention of Miles； and maybe you feel if you were in the mood for shame on man。 But the
reality was that one of the afternoon； squeezed in the economic class of a small plane and
bum； with the puter in the neck and hair…tail of a dirty…horse； she was not willing to
paquerar anyone。
… Excuse me； miss； be interested in a copy of Vogue brtanica？ … Asked the flight attendant
in first class。 He seemed a Pierce Brosnan newest and tallest； and if it were not using a
uniform United Arlin； which could well be a cat。
Blair picked up the magazine。 Realized that the flight attendant was not going to review all
the economy class； alone。
… I can serve you a drink？ Champagne？ … Offered him with a twinkling。
Blair left the magazine on the floor。 Was not for him to see that she was busy？
… No； thanks； she replied。
Miles delivered the empty glass of vodka with orange juice to the missioner。
… I'll have another such。
The flight attendant took the glass； looking angry because Blair had specifically asked if
she wanted something and would now have to pay the waiter for the arrogant teenager sitting
next to her。
Miles returned to move the tip of the hair of Blair。
… It will not read the magazine？
Blair wanted to tell him to put the magazine at the tail of his Armani； but she knew that in
this situation Audrey remain calm and continue to do what it was doing in the hope that the
impertinent understand the hint and left in peace。
She turned its attention to the test。 What he meant was that Audrey had all the qualities
that Blair believed that a woman should have。 Style； beauty； grace； intelligence；
espirituosidade； courage and a certain mystery which formed with the men fall for her。 But
Blair was not stupid。 I could not say in its proposal for Yale that the reason to admire
Audrey Hepbrun was qe she was irresistible to men； especially after Blair had kissed the
interviewer。
The Miss。 Glos said it was not to be too literary。 Blair put his fingers on the keyboard and
began typing again； letting the words fluíssem； without which the plan would mean。
Sometimes I dream that I am Audrey Hepburn。 Snto me lighter and more pure； and even talk to
her elegant accent。 Audrey made everything look easy。 She never had evidence of advanced
studies； nor had to rewrite a test for a proposal for a stupid university。 Never had to
leave on vacation with her mother and stepfather with the fat and irritating； and with the
annoying and excitadinho friend's half…brother。 Her boyfriend never switched to a girl of
ten years。 If they had problems； she kept the same for you and dealt with them alone；
instead of counting everyone in the world； including the interviewer from Yale。 When I am in
Audrey feel I can dominate the world。
Blair releu what he had written and then marked the entire paragraph and delete。 When I'm a
psycho Audrey Eu was more appropriate。
〃A beautiful day and ESA in the region； as we began our descent to St。 Barts；〃 the deep
voice of the captain left the voice system of the plane。 〃I want to thank all take for
flying with us today。 Especially want to thank the beautiful brunette in 24B。 Have great
parties； and I hope they choose the United again when traveling。〃
Twenty…four B。 Blair looked at the small label on the roof。 It was the place of it。 She
imagined that the pilot was on top of it or he did？
Miles was still afagando the hair of her。 The flight attendant returned with the drink of
Miles and a glass of champagne for Blair； said that although she had not wanted。
… With the pliments of the pilot； said the flight attendant with a malicious smile。
Blair felt like Mia Farrow in Alice； the film by Woody Allen that Mr。 Beckham did not see
the class once； but twice。 In the film； Alice's mother…obtusa that Park Avenue； it was a
strange place in Chinatown； where they ate weeds interesting Chinese men made it attracted
flies。
As never refuse a drink when it is extended； Blair took a glass of champagne and closed his
laptop； put it in the Louis Vuitton folder and put under the front seat。 The plane was
starting to fall； and outside of the window the warm Caribbean Sea glowed promising。 Blair
turned the ruby ring on his finger repeatedly； anxious to put the new Gucci black bikini and
go to the beach； get away from everything and everyone。
Aaron opened his eyes and straight is the seat； blocking your view。 He smiled at her。
… Ended his essay？
… Fuck you； Blair replied。
d is ready or not
… More curry！ … Rufus Humphrey growl for tomato sauce after you prove it 。… More rum！ … It
was Friday afternoon and their annual holiday spree should begin in an hour。
… But； Dad； the lasagna should not be Italian？ … Argued Dan
His father stressed the bastas gray eyebrows and cleaned their hands in the sauce shirt SAVE
THE MIES！ white and dirty。
… When did you bee miser？ … He waved a spoon to stick his head above the 。… There are no
rules； only possibilities！
Dan has to shoulder and put some dark glasses of rum in the sauce。 Not all that surprised
when the delirious with lasagne father。 After a few bites； were a plete drunk。
… So； who is the guy who called his sister？ … Rufus asked。 He used words such as face to
mock the way Dan and Jenny spoke。 It was totally annoying。
His name is Nate said Da…abstractedly 。… It is very cool…he added； but had great certainty
that the father desprezaria Nate； who wore polo shirt and had a haircut expensive。 Wore
leather shoes and belt； and in general was so stoned he could not have a conversation
without erupt in a giggle mules in the middle of it。 But the not bother to explain that if
the father。 I was too distracted by the fact that Vanessa would e to qualuqer minute and
he almost be convinced to say that she wanted sex。
… Well； let's hope that Nate likes of Lasagne Punjabi…gracejou Rufus； chianti filling the
giant mug of coffee Mets。
The doorbell rang and Rufus went to greet the old friend； Lyle Gross； who he had met in the
park twenty years before。 Lyle was one of those guys who does not get old； and when we see
them sitting on a bench in park； listening to a Mets game in the portable radio and a copy
of w