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So. Much. Drama.

Thursday, August 24th, 2006

It’s Thursday morning, meaning that it is time for the Project Runway re-cap.

Around the office this morning, no one can believe that Vincent won last night’s challenge.  Of course Vincent won last night’s challenge.  Everything he makes looks like it was designed for a German senior citizen.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.
This week, I missed the first few minutes of the episode because we were catching up on the season finale of Work Out (speaking of SO MUCH DRAMA!!!).  While it’s entirely possible that Heidi said or did something cute (and scripted) in the three minutes I missed, I’m not going to lose sleep over it.

The challenge this week was that each of the designers had to design an outfit for one of the other designers’ mother or sister.  Due to one of those cruel tricks of fate (or, more probably, the producers), Jeffrey The Scary Narcissist got stuck with Angela Who Never Took Enough Drugs to be a Flower Child’s mother as his model.  Angela and Jeffrey are the two least popular designers on the show – she’s a total space cadet whose idea of accesorizing is adding little flowery buttons to everything, and he’s a … well, he’s a scary narcissist who makes boosts his self esteem by talking shit about everyone else.  He rubs everyone the wrong way, and everyone is just afraid they’ll get stuck working with her in a group challenge.

The whole group shuffles off to Tavern on the Green to meet this week’s celebrity guest judge and … oh my God, it’s DEATH!  I mean, it’s Michael Kors’ mother Joanne, who sounds like she’s never met a cigarette she didn’t like.

Then the fun begins with designers and models talking about their ideas.  You can tell right off the bat that Jeffrey and Angela’s mom are going to be fun together: she’s telling him what she wants, and he’s telling her that she’s stupid and has no idea what looks good.  You know, real bonding moments.

The rest of the episode goes fairly predictably: Angela’s mom is brought to tears by Jeffrey – she doesn’t like the color or the style of the dress he’s made for her, and his response is to tell her that the dress is fine – she just doesn’t have any taste (or something to that effect).  She goes off to the break room and starts to bawl and the entire cast of designers and models (save Jeffrey, natch) are off consoling her, and it’s a little voyeuristic.  The whole thing is like a train wreck: you can’t stop watching!  Here’s this sweet woman from Amesville, Ohio having a breakdown on national TV and I’m watching like I’m a dirty old man at a Britney Spears concert.  This is what Project Runway does to me…

As previously mentioned, Vincent — of all people — wins for making Uli’s mother look hip.  Of course, for all of his snippy comments about “Well, these young people can’t design for full figured women.  It’s just insulting – that’s who real customers are,” Vincent himself wound up with a model who’s still a size 2.

Robert loses for a dress that was boring – and he’s been boring too many times.  The man designs for Barbie, for God’s sake – there’s not a lot of room for detail on Barbie!  We’ll miss Robert, but not as much as Jeffrey, apparently, who is shown crying over Robert’s departure.  Earlier in the show, Jeffrey had made a nasty comment to the effect of “Well, I actually put thought into my dress.  I didn’t just cut a hole in a sheet and call it a poncho” — an obvious reference to Robert’s dress for Vincent’s way-beyond-zaftig sister, and then he’s sitting there crying to his mommy that “So many of them aren’t good people, but Robert’s a good person.”  What he means is “Robert’s the only one who still speaks to me.”

Ugh.

Next week, it looks like Angela is still pissed about Jeffrey insulting her mother.  I’d love to see a catfight between those two – the slapping would get real intense, I’ll bet.

Just cuz it’s weird doesn’t make it avant garde

Thursday, August 17th, 2006

Another day, another new episode of Project Runway, which is a show that I just won’t apologize for following avidly. It’s like your favorite soap opera with less likable characters and more drama.

Allison's dress

We got off to a start this week with Teutonic supermodel Heidi Klum (who has been in the U.S. far less time than Ah-nuld, but speaks much better English … dude, she’s a supermodel and you’re married to a Kennedy. Are you gonna let her get away with that??) Heidi informs the gaggle of designers that “this week the challenge is going to get more difficult.” By difficult, she meant that they all got to go to New Jersey (the horror!!) and sift through stuff and a recycling center to make their outfits this week.

The outfits were, um, interesting. Some of them were really shiny (mylar was available in great abundance — too bad Bradley’s mylar outfit for Cher sent him home last week!). Others were just bad (see: Kayne, who, to his credit, knew it — probably the only reason they let him stay).

This week’s loser was Allison, whose dress (made of paper) had good intentions but fell way short of the mark. I don’t really care about fashion, since my idea of quality is “whatever is the cheapest brand I’ve ever heard of,” but even I could see that her model looked massive. Granted, her model was described by the always-impeccable Tim Gunn as zaftig – a word that the always-inappropriate Margaret Cho once described as “German for ‘big fat pig.’” But still.

I think that the main reason Allison got the boot was that she’s pretty boring and adds no drama to the show, unlike the other bottom end-er, Vincent (who claims to be married — to a woman no less — despite the fact that he gives Liberace a run for his money in the Fey Old Man department). Vincent’s dress (see below) looked like exactly what it was: a piece of fabric dipped in superglue with random bits of garbage stuck to it. Word to the wise, there, Vince: while that which is avant garde may be ugly, that which is ugly is not necessarily avant garde. Yours definitely falls into that second category.
Vincent's dress Anyway, Project Runway is just good cinema verité (if I say it in French, it sounds more impressive) — even better, it’s always something to talk about around the office!

The darker side of the fashion industry?

I was a bit, um, shocked when they announced yesterday that they caught the main suspect in the JonBenet Ramsey case. I didn’t know there was such a suspect – everything I saw suggested that mom and dad (who are still creepy, even if they’re innocent) were the prime suspects in that investigation.

More shocking is that the guy has apparently confessed (without being piled into a human pyramid and photographed – see how easy that was?).

But the part that I really can’t wrap my head around is this: “Her death was an accident.” What, she accidentally ran into your baseball bat 75 times? Please, explain to me how that works.

Well, it’s nice that they finally caught him – I can’t believe it’s been ten years (more specifically: I can’t believe that the National Inquisitor has been harping on this for ten years).

RIP at last, JonBenet …

 

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