Loose Lips Gossip - Chilly September Speed-Up ((Open to Reactions))

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It's Pregnant With Possibilities. A Few Pecks For Those Not In The Know Good Morning Upper East Everywhere, So the biological clock’s been ticking and we’ve all been wondering when Manhattan’s favorite “Queen wannaBee” would ever do something more serious than help the city’s economy with her shopping habits. Sure, investing in restaurants is one thing, but everyone knows a girl needs more than food to live. Granted, no one expected little Brooke Wyngarde to move from zero to sixty, but here she is, engaged to one Alexander Aaron - brother to her former best friend, and the newest supposedly-straight hottie to hit the New York fashion scene. Supposedly? Brooke’s never been the type to be someone’s beard, but then when someone’s been single for as long as she has…well. Are we forgetting her recently married “business” partner? Or maybe it’s a case of once a bridesmaid, never a bride. In any case, I can’t wait to see how this little engagement develops. Speaking of engagements, though, we’ve heard very little of Marcelo and his new power bride since they tied the knot. Let’s hope they’ll help keep things interesting, because there’s nothing more boring than a private power couple. We're just as stunned, darling. Spotted: Eva Worthington, looking like she’s worth a ton, standing outside Tiffany, coffee in hand. Ring-shopping? Maybe not, but with two of the city’s most tempting bachelorettes off the market, Eva could suddenly have any man she wanted. If she wanted a man, anyway. Who knows what’s lurking beneath that perfect porcelain skin and bland blonde hair? Heard: Disco Dazzler’s chip off the old block, giving the crowd at Bowery Ballroom a lesson in rock. Not bad, and definitely not as behind the times as mommy dearest - maybe this time a Blaire will actually strike a powerful chord? Taste: Seems like the Eat-More Corporation is trying to bring their chain of mutant-hating food to the Big Apple. Given what happened recently in Westchester County, is anyone going to want to take a bite? I know I won’t - the only thing I’m ever starved for is attention, not grease. Caught: Burgeoning Broadway lovebirds Mellie “the Model” Holbrook and Ryan Grimm in a spat. Seem as though the sparkle’s all gone from this little love connection if Tony Turner has anything to say about it. Background whited out to protect the gawkers. Spotted: An African prince hailing a cab at JFK airport. Hailing a cab? The last time we checked, he was a prince, and the only thing he rode around in were brand new limousines. Guess you can teach an old cat new tricks. Wonder what storm he’s bringing in his wake this time? DOA: The Parringtons’ fundraiser for the melting polar ice caps. Darlings, don’t you know that with hot frosties like Iceman and Ice Princess (who in my humble opinion should have adorable little snow cherubs AGES ago) melting ice caps are the least of our worries? Move on to something more important, like preserving the world’s vastly depleting vibranium supply. Now that’s a real concern, what with Fifty Shades of Grey suddenly hitting it big in bookstores. And that reminds me, readers, before I get bound up in another week of spa visits and secret trysts with even more secret beaux, rumor has it that little Normie Osborne was spotted in the company of a very beguiling woman the other night. Sure, he’s had many a woman on his arm, but this one had a swagger that the others just don’t. Does the New York social scene have a new predator in it’s midst? I’ll be waiting by the watering hole to find out. Text me your tips and mail me your musings readers. Hugs and Kisses, Ms. Report

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"Who's Papa's best reason for not being in the tabloids?" Remi asked in Morisyen. He had a slightly soggy and salty red-haired baby cradled in one arm. Little Guin had just finished a dip in the big tank with her father.

"You are," he informed the two-month-old baby when it was obvious she wasn't going to answer him. Not even in Morse Code punches. The Atlantean tickled her bare belly with his fingers. He switched to his accented English. "Yes, you are. That's my wiggly little girl."

[light_as_a_rock]

Eva scrolled through the gossip blog, and nearly choked on her coffee.

"Suddenly? SUDDENLY? As in, 'not before, you're obviously third choice'? BLAND?"

The hand holding the phone trembled, and there was the sound of an aluminum casing suddenly under strain. Eva took a deep breath. She would not crush another phone.

Deep, cleansing breaths.

"Why, bless her little... black.. heart..."

[realstarpower]

Ryan grimaced as he stared at the column. He always meant to stop reading this dreck, but somehow, he always ended up in it.

Sure, I get bad reviews for my turn as Nick Piazza in Fame, but at least that's constructive.

He set the paper down, scowling. Tony'd had a crush on Mellie since the two of them had been kids, by virtue of their mothers being friends. Ryan hadn't had a shot in hell, but it had been nice while it had lasted.

His lips twitched.

This Eva girl seemed nice.