Happy Friday Gasmii! This week’s Project Runway is a goldmine! I can’t wait to dive deep, but first I’ll tease you a little! Said the Actress to the Bishop.
My favorite thing happened this week- a team challenge! I love nothing more than high-strung creative young people forced to cooperate, compromise and coalesce, it always results in a whole new c-word. As it turns out though, everyone in this season works really well with others and sacrifices their egos for cohesiveness.
The challenge is to create a collection of looks for a Marie Claire fashion spread targeting the professional woman. Considering prostitution is a profession they may have let Buffi go too soon.
Here’s a girl that knows her way around a job
The teams also have to create a fashion spread themselves including the photo shoot, styling etc that will best showcase their looks. At first I hated this because I thought we were sacrificing the runway for something that these people don’t really have to be proficient at as part of their profession and we would have a non-traditional judging segment. I hate that so much. Tyra, do you HEAR me???
“What? Hello? BEAR?”
Fortunately they did a good job, the shoot was mildly entertaining and also we got a runway show, so win-meh-win!
As expected there were some uncooperative attitudes displayed in the workroom. Blorpheus bossed, Skunk skunked, Elena detonated an atom bomb and Squiggy Bangs wandered in circles, flapping his hands and wondering why he was still in the competition.
You’re not the only one, Frump-a-lump
As hoped, designers went from privately snarking to openly hating and fighting with each other. Those enmities were still fresh when everyone hit the runway and had to tear into each other for survival.
Fake Tim Gunn showed up for judging, Nina said pants a thousand times, Heidi proved she has no clue what is appropriate to wear in an office, and Kors revealed his obsession with 60 year old women. They are the last demographic who consider him fashion forward.
Or remember his original face
A lot of the looks were pretty strong, so I expect some debate on who should have won, but I was fairly satisfied with the outcome. The person who lost completely and utterly deserved it. That person also went out in one of the most vitriolic outbursts against another designer that I’ve seen. Keep it classy San Diego!