Project Runway Rundown: Holler at Your Boy

While watching Project Runway last night, I realized a few things. For one, I realized that Daniel (dude with black hair who is really not so memorable as he keeps sneakin’ by at the runway) totally wanted to do Wesley (boring dude who got sent home last week). I also came to the conclusion that Blayne’s lack of tanning is actually having an effect on him and his sanity…and he is really started to freak me out.
Oh, and I realized that this season of Project Runway is really sort of sucky.
The designers all suck. Most of them are horribly boring (hem hem, Jennifer) and the rest just annoy me. It is sad that the only ones that stand out to me are Suede (who talks in the third person), Blayne (who is neon orange) and Stella (who kills cows and uses their flesh for pants and vests). I used to LOVE the designers on the show and had a clear favorite every season.
This season? Well, I guess I sorta still love Tim Gunn.
Last night’s challenge was to get inspiration from NYC at night, which was just another creative way to incorporate product placement (cool cameras!) into the show. And how perfect was it that Blayne – lover of all things neon (including his skintone) – got dropped off in Times Square? Or that Stella managed to find the one piece of leather in the entire city, so she could take her inspiration from it?
The point of the challenge was to be inspired by NYC…not be inspired by your style during a photo hunt in NYC. (Strike 1,000 against this season’s designers. )
So, the designers take their pictures and return to the work room to make it work. Tim stops by to give a little insight, which, as usual, no one takes. Why, people? Why not listen to the Gunn-Man? He knows what he is talking about! He always does! Anyways, while Tim is in the room Crazy Blayne decides to get all ghetto on his ass (which looks so wrong) and teaches Tim some slang: “Holla at cha boy!” he says (as he waves his arms in the air). Tim makes him repeat it, explain it and repeat it again.
“Holler at your boy!” Tim calls, on his way out.
Tupac and Biggie rolled over in their graves.
It is eventually time for the runway and who could this week’s guest judge be? Which Hollywood fashionista did they get this time? Ooooh, maybe it’s a real famous designer like Marc Jacobs or Stella McCartney. Or maybe it’s Anna Wintour!
Nope, sillies! It’s Sandra Bernhard, DUH. I mean, she is a comedian/actress who has a one woman show touring in the Fall. She is PERFECT. I am sure she knows a ton about fashion, which you can tell by her hair and boxy pant suit she chose for the occasion!
And she did a fantastic time judging. She didn’t mess this one up at all. Kenley’s dress won and it totally should have; it was fun, flirty and would look killer with a pair of 80’s High Top Reeboks.
But the losing designer? Well, these are the notes I took during the show:
God I hope Jennifer loses. She should be designing for my grandma….
WHAT?! NO FU*&ING WAY. OMG. IS THIS FOR REAL? ARE THEY TRYING TO ATTRACT OLD LADIES TO THIS SHOW? WTF? I ACTUALLY LIKED THIS GIRL. WHAT THE HELL? FINE, KEEP THE SNOOZE FEST. KEEP THE LIBRARIAN! THIS SHOW TOTALLY SUCKS THIS SEASON. I HATE YOU PEOPLE.
Yeah, so I wasn’t quite happy with how the show turned out. I would totally boycott if I had something better to do on Wednesday nights.
Ugh. I hope it gets better.

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