Upper East Side #7

In case you've been hiding under a rock somewhere and don't yet know us—doesn't everyone?—we are the belles of the ball, the princesses and princes of New York's Upper East Side. Most of the time we live in penthouse apartments in those stately doorman buildings on Park or Fifth Avenues or in town houses that take up half a city block. The rest of the time we're at one of our “country” houses, which vary in size and location from compounds in Connecticut or the Hamptons to medieval castles in Ireland to beachfront villas in St. Barts. Weekdays there is school—yawn—at one of Manhattan's small, single-sex, uniform-required private schools. Weekends we play hard, especially now that the weather is fine and our parents are off in their yachts or private jets or driver-operated town cars, leaving us crazy kids to do as we please.

The uptown girls are headed downtown as Chanel and Bree take on their new fabulous roles as rock-star model girlfriends of New York's hottest band, The Raves. Meanwhile, Mekhi is too busy drowning his sorrows in empty bottles to notice a mysterious French beauty who has a penchant for dirty, Lenny Kravitz-wannabe lead singers. Porsha takes residence at the Plaza to think about her future. Will she become a gun-toting international spy or Manhattan's snobbiest society hostess? Decisions are so difficult! Sounds like everyone needs a day off at the spa. And Senior Spa Day promises to serve up further doses of scandal for New York's busiest private school vixens.