Scene: sg-dub with baby-dub in arm, dinner on the stove, phone rings in the house.
“Hey, sg-dub, it’s EdHill. Can you handle the Project Runway recap this week?”
“Sure, I’ll try – why, what’s up?”
“Well, you know me; I’m going all Greg Brady this week with 2 hot dates per night through the weekend which I have to squeeze in between my Iron Man training, Chippendales gig, and re-upholstering my yacht with that baby seal fur I got from that sheik in Dubai.”
“Oh yeah, silly of me to question you… I’ll get right on it. Goodnight Snookums.”
Ennnnd scene
So here I am, trying to remember how to write a recap – for a show that I have only been watching in passing. AND I’m filling in for EdHill who has ascended to cult status during my hiatus. AND since I’m filling in for EdHill, I have to take a few extra measures: pSell cheker turnd off? Check. Grammar punctuation checker turne’d off check Shameless pimping myself to the female readers ready to go? Check. Hellooooooooooo Ladies! How are your cooters doing?
Ick. There’s only one EdHill and I dare not attempt to emulate him anymore. On to the recap after the jump.
As mentioned, although I have a special affinity for Project Runway, I have not devoted my full attention to it this season. As a result, I took to referring the designers as: the black guy, the cute girl, the German girl, the old lady, the neck guy, the dirty hippie guy, the dirty hippie girl, the gay guy, the gay guy with glasses, the other gay guy with glasses… And that doesn’t work so well here. So bear with me if I screw up a name here or there – Oh wait, im fillign in for EdHill im suppose’d to do that?
Ahhh, that’s fun. But it’s also not getting us anywhere. The episode opened with the neck guy, er, Jeffrey whining about last week’s winner, Angela the dirty hippie girl. Just so we we’re sure, Jeff clarified for us that he’s not really a Macy’s type guy so he didn’t’ really care that much about losing – gee, Jeff, not a “Macy’s type guy?” And here I thought giant neck tattoos were sooooo Fall 2006. Paging Dermatology! Stat!
Since two designers were sent packing last week, the producers instructed Heidi Klum (or as I always say, “Heidi Klummmmmmmm mmm good”) to mix up the whole model-choosing process. This week, the models would choose the designers. Since two models were to be sent home, they would pick random name buttons from the Crown Royal bag and the two leftover would be Auf’d. I call bullshit on that; but since none of the models are particularly attractive or crazy this year, I didn’t really care.
Once the business of the models choosing designers was done with, Heidi dropped another bomb: The models would also be choosing the “fashion icon” from the past from which their designer would draw inspiration! Shock and awe all around! How could it be?! The designers looked truly concerned that the girls in the slips would suffer from such a horrible cortex meltdown when called upon to make a decision. For shame… Models are people too! And they have brains! And they need our love and support! In fact, after seeing the designers impugn the modeling community at large with their judgmental elitism, I invite all models to rally around ME, sg-dub! Saturday night at the W on Lexington, 10 PM. I’m buying. (How’s that, EdHill?)

Awww, keep your chins up models!
Tim Gunn laid out the challenge to the models – in front of them were 8×10′s of “fashion icons” past. Women like Cher, Madonna, Farrah, Twiggy, Jackie O, Audrey, Pam Grier – a rather impressive list. [Side note: this show uses the term "icon" far, far too much. It's annoying.] When given the green light, the models went all “Shark Week” on the photos and did everything short of punching each other for particular icons. Audrey Hepburn was the hot commodity apparently. At any rate, the all-out models-in-little-black-slips catfight that we witnessed was possibly the hottest thing on TV since Dateline’s recent expose, “Asian Bi-Sexual Anal Princesses: Can We Show This on TV?”
“Wow. Wow! WOW!” said Tim Gunn after witnessing the melee. It was a bit surprising, I must say. Andrea’s girl got Audrey Hepburn, but some of the other designers were even happier. “I have Pam Motherfuckin’ Grier!” yelped Michael (doo-doot, doo-doot, doodoot doodoot doodoot) Knight. He was so happy I expected a horizontal red light to appear across his chest and flash quickly from side to side. WhooshWhoosh, WhooshWhoosh. Kayne’s model grabbed Marilyn Monroe which was perfect for him. Uli was excited to have Diana Ross; “She totally fits my style!” Um, Uli, have you seen Ms. Ross lately?
All the rest seemed happy enough – all, that is, except poor Bradley Bumasmoke. His model was edged out of the fray and ended up with Cher, and Bradley Bumatoke apparently doesn’t know the first thing about Cher. Oh Bradley Bummed, if only you could Turn Back Ti-ime to learn more about fashion icons! (Rimshot!) And once again I have succeeded in cursing at least 100 or so TVgasm readers with a horrible song in their heads for the rest of the day. If you’re in a cubicle, pass on the disease! Go ahead, blurt it out: “IF I COULD TURN BACK TI-IME!” There, doesn’t that feel good?

And I is for Iamsickandfuckingtiredofthislame”ironic”teeshirtfad
After the shopping trip, the designers set right to work. In the sewing room, trouble was brewing between Bradley and Angela. Hippie fight! Hippie fight! “Uh, hey maaaan, you totally harshed on my bobbin, maaan.” “Noooo waaay dude, mellow oooout. Totally sending you good vibes, maaan, Sugar Magnolia.” “Whateverrrr, maaaan, Relax, all right? My old man is a television repairman, he’s got this ultimate set of tools. I can fix it.”
Not content to let the spat go, Jeff jumped in and began ripping on Angela too, just for the hell of it. It’s funny that these people are so territorial and protective about their sewing machines. Pssst, guys, they’re sewing machines. There’s nothing cool about sewing machines. Nothing. But hey, if they cause fights amongst this bunch, so be it. Angela, the mother five times over, offered some maternal advice to Jeff by telling him to essentially shut up. Jeff shot back at her which prompted the sober matronly retort, “If you’re so successful, why are you here?” Ooooh, good one… I’m sure Jeff would have an equally biting yet measured response.
“God, I wish that fuckin’ bitch would have a stroke.” Damn. Game, set, match. If reality TV has taught us anything, it’s that “the black guy” is always the one with the short temper, irrational response, and anger issues. Christ, we’ve been watching young black men implode since Kevin on the very first Real World, so of course Michael’s appearance in the sewing room signaled an inevitable angry epithet-and-Ebonics-filled rant. “I say dear chaps, your time would be better served if you reconciled amicably. This bickering is not helping anyone and dare I say, is distracting us all from being fruitful.”
*Rubbing eyes* Huh? Props to my man Michael, whom I’ve liked since day one. He did throw in an “it is what it is” or two, but I can forgive that. In a vignette, Michael explained his actions: “Sometimes I gotta
be Captain Save-A-Ho, as we say in the hood.” Michael rules, plain and simple. I’m definitely pulling for him to win it all now, if only so Captain Save-A-Ho can get a few extra bucks so he can visit Doctor Save-A-Jacked-Up-Smile. If all this weren’t enough, we were then treated to Michael calling his momma and giving it up for Jesus. Next thing we know, he’ll be helping Laura cross the street.
The designers carried on: Crazy-ass Vincent fretted and argued with himself alone, Kayne just LOVED the challenge (sparkles!), and Jeff was still bitter. I suppose it goes without saying that if you tattoo a bunch of Latin words across your Adam’s apple, you’re probably a pretty bitter dude. “Laura is mean, frigid, and just weird.” Points for directness, but none for humor. Though Jeff did have some very funny busts reserved for Bradley and his absolutely horrible Cher outfit. The top was an ill-fitting shirt made out of what looked to be tinfoil. Off the cuff I would have hurled something about Jiffy-Pop or Twilight Zone aliens. Jeff came through with a reference to Woody Allen’s “Sleepers,” which was spot-on. Well done, Neckboy. (Vince lamely blurted something about Major Tom but as a nebbish, he should stick to the self-deprecating humor.)
At the fitting, Kayne’s model would not shut up and Bradley’s was not only being cooked in her foil shirt, but she was suffering from severe camel toe as well. Some hair guy showed up to offer a bunch of useless advice (e.g. “For Marilyn Monroe hair, you want to emulate Marilyn Monroe. For you, for Pam Grier, you want a Pam Grier Afro. You need water to live. The sky is blue. Jonathan Antin is my hero.”
Tim Gunn sauntered in and caucused with the designers. Michael was changing up the skirt he designed to be hotpants at the last minute at which Tim intoned, “I hate hotpants.” Uh-oh, that’s a bad portent. But as we viewers know, it’s even worse when Tim says, “I’m concerned” with his chin resting in his hand which is resting on his forearm just so. And that’s just what Bradley heard when Tim viewed his absurd TWIKI outfit along with Tim’s take; “It looks like armor.” True – really cheap and shitty armor.


Bidi bidi bidi
Runway morning was upon the gang and they awoke with the typical urgency of the final day of every challenge. In one scene, Michael took a lighter to his garment along the hem or seam or whatever. Is that some sort of Captain Save-A-Ho ghetto iron or something? In another scene, the hopelessly cute Alison awoke and crossed across the room in some kind of silk nightie. But then – AHHH! – Andrea crossed in the foreground in what can only be described as “boner destroying hippie sack.” What, is she joining the Joad family on a cross-country tour in support of her Macy’s dress? Or perhaps up from the ground came a bubblin’ crude (black gold, that is)? I’m with Cartman – I hate hippies.

At the runway, Heidi Klum appeared and went through her normal (glocken)spiel. Let’s just say our girl Heidi took a fashion risk. Not many 30-something mothers can pull off the Swiss Miss meets French maid meets nurse meets dominatrix outfit. Seriously, her ridiculous yet fascinating and appealing get-up satisfied four cliché fetishes at once. Phew, leave it to Heidi to counteract the enormity of Andrea’s “boner-crushing” anti-sexiness. Still shocked by Heidi’s outfit, I was snapped back to reality with the return of Michael Oompa-Loompa Kors! Yay, the bitchy popinjay is back in all his Sunny Delight complected glory. About time. He was joined by Nina as always and Diane Von Fursternberg.

The models walked and the judges judged. First impressions were that Kayne’s Marilyn Monroe dress was quite lovely (in a relative sense), Jeff’s Madonna outfit looked like crap to me; like a low budget Power Ranger outfit or something. I dug on Michael’s Pam Grier hot pink hot pants too and it was clear that Bradley’s pizza warmer bag shirt was a disaster. He glared at the judges in that, “I’m totally cracked out on PCP right now and if you dare send me home, not only will I kill you all, I will eat you too” look. Interesting strategy.

redruM
Heidi called Kayne’s dress, “genius.” Don’t laugh, it’s true. There, embedded in the silk and stretch mesh was the proof of Fermat’s last theorem. Kors lashed out at Vincent’s Twiggy dress stating, “The pockets are insane!” Is it me or is Kors becoming more and more like Paul Linde every day? Again, Kors to Bradley: “The crotch on those pants is insane!” And speaking of insane crotches, old bitty Diane Von Furstenberg felt the need to let us all know, “I wore a lot of hot pants in my day.” Yeah… they were “hot” because Ooga had just discovered fire and Booga hadn’t learned how to control it yet! Burn! (Meta-Pun!)
The judges discussed the outfits and the bottom three were Robert, whose Jackie O dress looked as though it came from Biblical times, Crazy Vincent whose Twiggy dress was said to be, “Brady Bunch” by Kors, and of course Bradley whose “cheap” and “badly made” Cher outfit looked like, “One of those old costumes you for kids you buy from the mall” according to Heidi. You know what? That’s the best insult for the shirt yet. Hey Heidi, you have my “Seal” of approval.

Has anyone else noticed that the
Project Runway judgement time music is VERY similar to “Survivor’s” Tribal Council music, only way slowed down? Check it out next week… trust me. To me (and to the judges) it came down to Kayne’s Marilyn Monroe dress and Michael’s Pam Grier thing. Michael wins! I was genuinely happy for him and his model with the funny name – as a result of the win, the two of them get to appear in a Tresomme ad in Elle magazine.
The bottom two were Bradley and Robert, which no one could disagree with. As crappy as Robert’s linen and rope dress was, it was clear this would be Bradley’s final week on the show. Yup – Bradley was banished and even he admitted, “I made a tinkertoy.”
Geeze, he can’t design OR come up with a coherent insult for his own space blanket shirt. But something tells me Bradley will be allllright… as long as he steers clears of the stems and seeds.
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I miss EdHill.
I miss EdHill too.
Yeah. Me too.
That crotch is insane. My favorite quote ever, even if it’s from the orange guy.
Edhill does kick ass.
sg-dub? i heard you were dead.
I hope it’s not just me that felt the need to read “bidi bidi bidi” aloud and laugh like a crazy person. (At least my pockets aren’t insane.)
I think Vincent AND Bradley may have made their “garments” out of castoffs from the Mother’s Day card project at the preschool next door. And I think they both definitely eat paste.
Nice effort pinch hitting, sg-dub.
This ep’s unexpected focus on the models threw me for a loop…some of it was fun, though, like the unwarranted soliloquy from Kayne’s absurdly ditzy (yet smoking hot) redhead chick. And yeah, what’s with the chubby model? Who let her in? Is she filling some new plus-size quota?
I’m happy with Michael’s win, and I noticed that he’s getting more screen time. Maybe he’ll have what it takes to make it to the final three…. Likewise, I’m starting to think that Angela might be a longshot candidate, as she’s certainly wowed the judges recently, despite her design aesthetic looking like something worn by Jem’s rivals, The Misfits.
Shank, which chubby model to you speak of? And the plus size quota would sooo not be new; not if you remember Zulema’s marshmallow Gumby model from the last season. Ick.
Bradley needs an intervention now before they find him babbling in a corner in his house about tin foil and playing with volume.
So glad Micheal finally got some recognition; his clothes have been really beautiful and consistent.
I hate that big headed woman with the five kids but I love her style and I hope she makes it to the end.
If Angela makes it through to the end it’ll be like Wendy Pepper all over again.
And Jeffry the Giraffe needs to just go away.
I still got my cooter, even if it was from sg-dub.
I refuse to ‘believe’ get it Believe and Cher??) Bradley had no idea how to make a Cher outfit? And this guy is in fashion design? He can’t be gay then!
KH
Shank-I so love that Jem reference.
Misfits in Hawaii, singin a Hawaiian song…
I was SO HAPPY with Michael’s win–my husband and I thought he deserved it…either him or Kayne, but Michael’s subject seemed harder. Yay for Michael because he seems like a good person, he’s a good designer, and he’s FINALLY getting screen time. My early favorites are Michael and Uli, and I don’t have anything against Kayne yet either. And seriously, Bradley’s? Shank’s Jem reference is so right-on it’s scary!
“Boner destroying hippie sack.” Peeee-riceless sg-dub.
And if Bradley’s model is considered plus-size, I must be a friggin’ whale. Don’t get down on the curvy girls now.
Did anyone see Heidi in Esquire? Holy schnikies, she is one hot bitch.
http://yeeeah.com/blog/2006/08/10/heidi-klum-does-esquire-magazine/#more-2025
Poor clueless Bradley who doesn’t know Cher…funny, I thought he was gay.
Poor Twiggy – she didn’t know she was dead.
Poor Laura just can’t help butting in and trying to “correct” the class bully – yes, I am looking at you JerkyJeffery! Quack Quack Quack…
Poor Robert – his outfit was beige and bland…he is beige and bland…
Go Michael. If I were a betting woman I would put my money on Michael ~
thanks sg-dub…A+
hb
i don’t watch project runway, nor do i read the recaps, but the ‘spell checker off’ comment in the first paragraph brightened my friday like a lindsay lohan exhaustion report.
bless you sgdub.
(and your little dub too)
I’ve about had it with Jeffrey, so I really enjoyed Laura’s smackdown. I am liking her more and more every week. Inky McLongneck, though, he needs to go.
Anyone else think that Robert’s model is a little weird looking?
Angela is so *not* Wendy Pepper. The producers’ really silly attempts to make her seem so have been, well, really silly. Angela certainly says what she thinks, but she lacks Ms. Pepper’s apparent I’ve-been-hurt-all-my-life-and-I’m-gonna-make-you-pay malice.
IMHO, Laura’s design is this week’s winner. I’d buy it in a New York minute–if I had a New York salary. But I like Michael’s, too, though you have to wonder how much his exquisitely leggy model had to do with his winning. She’s a designer’s dream.
My cooter is just fine sg-dub, thanks for asking. Excellent recap, my fave was Bradley’s “pizza warmer bag shirt”.
So many goodies sg-dub.
Lots of bad clothes this week. Seemed like Michael was the only one familiar with his inspiration. Well, Laura, who I really like, but her’s failed to be modernized much. I’m surprised everyone liked Kayne’s dress. Nice idea, but I thought it looked like crap, especially for a pageant dress designer. The back that the judges ADORED looked all buched up and squishy on TV. Why didn’t Bradley Bongwater’s model tell him “Bob Mackie, you know who Bob Mackie is right?” You’d think the dipshit model’s would be more helpful. And what about poor Robert? He makes a point to say that the judges think he’s boring and man is he going to wow them this time. Uh, wow. That sucked ass, Rob. I’m no Jackie Kennedy fan, always thought she looked like an alien fetus, but she sure was a sharp dresser. Probably never sported a wrinkled garment in her life.
How does Heidi get away with looking like that? I can’t believe Nina doesn’t put the Columbian sneer into action when she comes out in Swiss Miss go-go boots. That’s INSANE!
Which reminds me, my 2 new favorite things to randomly blurt out are:1) That crotch is INSANE! compliments of Michael Kors 2)What are you lookin’ at, Sugar tits? thank you Mel Gibson.
“Which reminds me, my 2 new favorite things to randomly blurt out are:1) That crotch is INSANE! compliments of Michael Kors 2)What are you lookin’ at, Sugar tits? thank you Mel Gibson.”
LQ tahts so wierd, I am also going around emulating those two. Namely, I perform oral sex on men while screaming about the evils of the jews.
and you called Angela Andrea like 3 times, so there!
what all of you don’t know is that my typos are because I only have 3 fingers due to a hunting acident as a child.
sg-dub, another way you could have emulated EdHill, besides giving blowjobs, would’ve been to wait until some weekend at midnight to post your recap.
Nice to have you back sg-dub. Perhaps someday you and Ms. Klum can bond over baby care tips. I’m sure Laura has lots of pointers for you.
Angela surprised me again this week, especially since I attributed last week’s restraint to the influence of her teammates. She managed to make a cute. tasteful, dress.
Kayne’s was definitely the best, glad he won. I agree with Tim Gunn though, just because hot pants are popular, that doesn’t make them right. The recent resurgence of leggings is also wrong, wrong, wrong.
Well, sg-dub did exactly what most pinch hitters are supposed to do, not strike out, and perhaps advance the runners to scoring position. Done. JUST BARELY. (Hurry back, Ed. Please!)
Props to MK, who is clearly the most versatile and talented contestant without a design book tucked under his Posturepedic. By the way, his “lighter trick” was a quick and effective way to burn-off loose thread ends. From design to construction and prenstation, MK rocks.
I can’t wait until Gayne puts his Goth Gown in his pagaent shop and we can see it parading down the portable catwalks of every Carolina and Texas Sheraton. No self-respecting pagaent mom would let her daughter settle for anything less in the Ages 3-8 division.
I hope Laura delivers her next pup during taping so she can go post-partum all over Jeffrey and hand him his neck so he can read it for the first time without the aid of a pair of mirrors. I think we can all take a page out of the Indian Larry Lifestyle Guide to get a bead on what becomes of those who walk into Hart and Huntington (or L.A. County Jail) sporting War and Peace and his Adam’s Apple.
I’m stll looking up the definition of a “Flourchette”?. Perhaps she meant “floor shit” and misspoke? Jesus Christ. She must be one of those people who have tried to make “tapenade” out of “spread”, and “bruschetta” out of, well, less pasty spread. Despite her recent moments of minor success, (hell, even a broken clock is right twice a day), I’m looking forward to her being shed as dead weight as quickly as possible.
I feel completely comfortable stating that Vincent WAS a shitty contestant. Forget verb tense, I’m covered. He’s either bound for imminent elimination (like Indian food and a laxative) or a half-gainer from a skyscraper fulfilling his post-shock therapy destiny (or both). He will certainly be late, but not great.
I’m actually happy for Bradley, who can go back to being shoeless and living off-the-grid. There are millions of tress going without hugging and nuts that need eating among the ranks of the crazy crunchies. I have to admit I’m surprised he made it this far without buying MOOD out of hemp and stitching together a Woody Harrelson blazer.
Otherwise Robert better pull his head out of his backside, or he’ll be designing for neither Barbie nor a la Jackie-O ever again. Perhaps Barbie-O? He’s a yawner. Next.
So, I’ll go on record right now. Michael, Laura, and Alison (for the cute factor) in the final.
Ed, please come home.
C’mon, show some hippy love.
Don’t blame you for bashing Andrea/Angela because …..ewww.
Need the screencaps of the runway walk designs. MUST HAVE
I agree I hate the stupid communicating t-shirts as well. Fashion Police!
LOL biddi biddi biddi
And I never before knew what it was about Micheal Kors, thank you for the oompa sunny D reference, loved it!
Michael and Laura have consistently been good so I think the two of them will definitely make it to the end. As for the third, Alison or Kayne.
******holy piss-my-pants-coworkers-think-i’m-crazy-laughin-lika-f’ckin’loon—
“Bidi bidi bidi”,’boner destroying hippie sack.’,”in all his Sunny Delight complected glory.”,
“pizza warmer bag shirt disaster.”,”redruM”,”The crotch on those pants is insane!”,”space blanket shirt.”!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I am going to have that put on a t-shirt….
Dubs, you have filled the Hill shoes, my friend.
thanks.
Someone did the research on Tattoo Neck’s tattoos and it’s apparently his son’s name. He’s a freak like that guy last year on Survivor.
And I think Kayne’s dress made his model’s butt look like it was saggy and wet.
sg dub! how you been baby!?! and how’s your baby been?
i dont know what that three chinned model is doing on the show. she is so plain looking. boooooring.
i find myself parroting back kayne and his facial expressions at the tv. he cracks me up.
and go old lady for laying the smackdown on annoying whiny probably has bed breath guy.
It looks like Jeffery the giraffe picked up the “prick du jour” mantle from Keith and ran with it this week. That seemed like a totally contrived argument he started with Andrea, because he wasn’t affected at all by her use of someone else’s sewing machine.
The only person who really needed immunity in this episode was Heidi¦immunity from a parasitic infection from Bradley’s scraggly beard. She must have been totally grossed-out as she gave him his kiss-auf.
oh sg-dub, where’s the love!? I was so annoying my co’s with a string of giggles, and serenasixfeetunder did a great summary there. Loved bidi bidi bidi and the Jem reference, skank–that U and I aren’t the only 2 getting it–perhaps we should take a field trip to my hovel of a home and play dolls with my collection!
Well, at least Bradley can get back to his lonely bong, left collecting dust on the coffee table–perhaps they should have done this last week, and given “Older Customer Girl” a second chance.
Robert, robert, robert, speaking of dolls, Barbie would not be caught dead in any of your outfits of late–WTF with dissing the blue and going with a lining!? That wont be boring after last week . . . didn’t Barbie even do a jackie O doll, my lord, I’m soooooo disappointed!
Kayne’s dress was hot, but I agree the back was mis-shapening to Gabby’s butt, but I still liked it. Loved Angela’s too, is she the dark horse, boner crushing hippie–maybe . . . I kinda dig her looks, but then, I’m gay, so what do I know. Jeffrey’s and Vincent’s just sucked, like Edhill on some man from Melibu!!! (I can only go by what you say, Ed . . . and I’m left to wonder how my girl LQ fits into that scenerio?!–love to you both 4eva!) I know, whose Eva–can’t seem to help myself, but only in the east can they think that eva is equivalent to ever–guess that says where I’m from!)
Love Michael, and how he pulled that switch-a-roo with no forehead, grease rubbing drama (ala Mother’s day card scrap designer) and then won!!!! Yay!!! boring shoot though . . .
and Remford, thanks for the scathing summary, and that cool bon mot–even a broken clock is right twice a day–Can I please put that on a T-shirt without you all hating me!?
Seriously, did they lose a designer 30 seconds before taping began so they grabbed some random stoner off the street and taught him how to sew?
Otherwise, I don’t understand how Bradley made it there…..he doesn’t seem to have talent for design at all!
So I know Jackie O. to be a fabulous dresser and I was excited to see how they would modernize her look. Robert disappointed me so much, he used freaking LINEN! He was in my list of favorites on the show (with Michael, Uli, Kayne, and Laura, only for her work though). Needless to say he’s off of it now.
I love Michael, he had me from the start with his ‘grillz’, hehe. Then on the 1st challenge, he made a cute dress out of freaking coffee filters! So the admiration was confirmed right there. I’m happy he won this challenge. Him or Uli can win it all!
*Nice comeback, sg-dub. This was an awesome recap!
sg-dub…that was funny!
oh sg-dub, how i’ve missed thee.
edhill sucks fishy cooter (well not really, but he doesnt hold a candle to you on the proj runway recaps!).
Juddfan, I think Angela’s pretty, too. In fact, all the female contestants currently on the show are very attractive. (And if Laura can look like that after 5 1/2 children. . .well, life is hardly fair!)
Thanks Mehitabel, to Angela’s favor, she reminds me of a hippie girl friend I had in college, same kind of strong features and curly hair. Angela’s really cutest when she’s beaming, which has been often lately!
I did love all the disses on her anyway though in the recap!
Thanks for the recap, sg-dub. Oh how I laughed.
“I’m surprised everyone liked Kayne’s dress.” Chalk me up as someone who didn’t, Lizardqueen. I thought it look like crap as well.
I liked Uli’s and thought it looked like something Ms Ross would wear. Michael’s was very good too, though. And surprise, surprise, Angela’s didn’t suck! And no surprise, Vincent’s did.
Since I don’t have Bravo (and the bastards at NBC have not played any more episodes), I have to rely on the Rate the Runway photos on the show’s website. Can someone explain to me what is up with the pants Bradley designed? It looks like a couple of dead snakes were shoved down each pant leg. Or is it just the photo?
Anyhoo, Michael or Uli could win this thing and I’d be happy. Not that my happiness quotient is based on tv show outcomes. I mean, that would just be too sad. Or would it?
zevonia I feel your pain. We have all decided that the PR3 website is too busy. There is plenty of junk we don’t need and not enough of the things you’re really looking for. We need bigger pictures of the clothes and from more angles. Duh! So annoying. Bradley put strips of white fringe down the front of his INSANE crotch pants. Might has well have been snakes at this point.
I really liked Uli’s dress. It looked very Laundry (which I like) or even very Santino (ditto on the me liking it.)
Thanks for the clarification Lizardqueen. Considering Bradley’s state of mind, he might have thought they WERE snakes. I agree the PR3 website sucks but what can you do? My brother gets Bravo but he doesn’t want PR3 on his tv. I think he’s afraid it will “gayify” everything else he watches.
i really didn’t care for kayne’s dress, either. the idea was great, but the ass of the dress fit the model really weird. to me, it flattened and pushed out, if that makes any sense.
but i’m so happy that michael won, he deserved it. i’m rooting for him to win it all.
props to jeffrey for calling laura a “fucking bitch.” she totally reminds me of that evil witch in the chronicles of narnia with her ghostly pale skin and icy “yes, i raise 5 children and still find time to bitch about dressing in nice outfits that accentuate my ribcage” stare.
“There is plenty of junk we don’t need and not enough of the things you’re really looking for.”
It’s outta control. I really wouldn’t be surprised if they started letting the cameraman’s daughter’s friend do a weekly blog.
Brother’s cousin’s roommate’s grandma’s petsitter. Word tvtvtv.
What was up with Heidi’s hair?? It looked like Madeline Kahn’s hairdo in Young Frankenstein. Did anyone else notice that?
“What was up with Heidi’s hair??”
And it’s not just her hair. Nearly all of the costumes she’s worn in these episodes have been terribly unflattering. When she said she’d wear Angela’s Audrey Hepburn dress, I was hoping she’d put it on right then.
Looks like we’re still buzzing here . . . I’ve decided to watch the runway part twice so I can soak it all in before coming here.
The more I see all that detail work on Angela’s dress, the more impressed I get, really intricate, and I wonder how she achieved it . . . and when Heidi gets one in every color, I think she’ll need them a little more roomy . . . not a dig, I just thought the model was a twig. (and I didn’t mean to rhyme either!)
LQ, I’d read you’re blog, why not submit one, if they’re running the brother’s cousin’s roommate’s grandma’s petsitter!!! xoxo
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Re: What’s up with Heidi?
They’re dressing a voluptuous swimsuit/underwear model in haute couture, meant for the very skinny.