Oddly, we almost missed this milestone — it wasn’t until the middle of Fashion Week that Jessica and I realized GFY was coming up on a major click on the odometer, and by the time we realized it would happen mid-Oscars, it was too late to plan a fireworks display or a contest or choreograph a flash mob. We can’t believe it’s been this long, and at the same time, it feels like just yesterday that we were covertly putting up one or two posts a day at our desk jobs while also begging people for photo rights. It’s our honor to have pumped out this much content; it’s an even greater privilege that you guys have stuck around to read it, shared the site with your friends and family, and supported us when we needed it most — through births and deaths, Olympics tweet-a-thons, Sarah Michelle Gellar e-mailing us, the Fug Book and the debut of our first novel, Spoiled, and its attendant book signings, which were a highlight of our lives (we will never forget the girl who brought us a map of local Diet Coke establishments, or autographing pictures of J.Lo, Kindle receipts, that one copy of Don Quixote, and the pretty, pretty copies of our hardback baby).

And given how you guys have come all this way with us, we would — if you’ll pardon the pimpage — like to share with you something forthcoming that we’re super, super excited about: the cover of our next novel, Messy, which looks anything but.

Messy, which comes out June 5, 2012, is less a sequel to Spoiled than a follow-up. Brooke co-narrates, Molly is very much present and accounted for, and Brick Berlin still intones things of deepest importance about protein shakes and yoga, of course. But the other POV shifts to Molly’s friend/Teddy’s sister Max. As the book jacket says:

Now that Brooke’s caught a taste of fame and her movie star father’s attention, she wants to launch a blog that will position her as the ultimate Hollywood insider. But between schoolwork, party-planning committee meetings, and spa treatments, she hardly has the time to write it herself…
Enter Max McCormack, an aspiring author with a terrible after-school job pushing faux meat on the macrobiotic masses of La-La Land. Max reluctantly agrees to play Brooke’s ghost-blogger for an impressive salary, and the site takes off, but how long can their lie last? In person, Brooke can’t live up to the intellectual wit of openbrooke.com, and Max soon begins to resent hiding her genius behind a bandage dress-wearing blonde. Can the girls work together to stay on top, or will the truth come out and ruin everything they’ve built?

And LOOK HOW PRETTY designer Liz Casal made that cover. It will look so great next to Spoiled. They are kin but not identical, like the Deschanel sisters of book jackets. Or maybe Elizabeth Olsen and one of the twins. Or Beyonce and Solange, although to our knowledge, neither of our books will be wearing this anytime soon.

Thank you again for all the Internet and in-person hugs, the loyalty, and above all, the fun. Can’t wait to see you at 20k, although you may not want to look at me — I SHUDDER to think what my brow furrow will be doing by then. And after the jump, a tribute to the acting sisters who, at least in part, inspired it all. Sniffle. We’ve come so far, we lost them at a rest stop and don’t know where they went.

If you’re new to the site, welcome to Ashley and Courtney Peldon, who were among the first people to inspire us to ask, “Who, what, WHY, when, where, and HOW?!?” They dropped out of sight after 2008, and we miss them terribly, because LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID:

They wore this to a celebrity golf tournament. Which may or may not have been for charity. The idea of anyone wearing this in ANY golf club ANYWHERE except maybe a dingy old pitch-and-putt in deepest San Fernando Valley is hysterical to me. Perhaps that’s why this event apparently no longer happens. And if this golf tournament’s sole purpose was to put ladies dressed as strippers on the fairways, well, then I take it ALL BACK, because NO sport SCREAMS for strippers quite like… golf. No matter what Tiger Woods thinks.

This was also a charity event.

A charity event combined with a store opening, BUT STILL. I hope they raised a lot of money for the BeDazzled Hooter Foundation of America, and the U.S. Fund for Breast Hulas.

I am so confused! That sleeve is almost as tall as Courtney is. Also: Is that an Iron Maiden album cover that Brown has turned into a wearable sleeping bag?

This carousel just got a lot less hopeful.

At least Brown Peldon is endorsing the GFY-approved soda company. See? WE ARE SOULMATES. Fare thee well, Peldon sisters. See you IN OUR DREAMS.