On this, the morning after the Project Runway finale, I'm pleased to note that justice has been served. For all of us who were once Michael fans, do we not all feel a little let down with this collection that walked right out of the Bebe store window? And Laura-- as I see her (and posted on Damon's blog--but I think I'm so clever that I'll repeat it here), she's just Ann-Taylor-Goes-to-Vegas-but-Keeps-Her-Knickers-On. She had a couple cute pieces, but overall? *yawn* And! A redhead should know to never dress a redhead model in head-to-toe camel. That little turtleneck dress wasn't awful but it sure looked like it was on that pale, knobby-kneed little girl! Uli's venturing away from the loud chiffon halter dress were actually pretty successful. Her foray into sportswear was pretty great... except I wasn't crazy about the silver/gold conservative color palate there. Still, shapes and structure were an improvement.
Oh, but Jeffrey! Obviously, he's the best craftsman in the bunch-- despite the very contrived editing of the second-to-last show which had Laura questioning it. And hooray for a designer who sees clothes, not as functional garments but as a venue for his artistic expression. His line was beautifully made and ingenious... but loony and silly and cute and twisted and sexy and complicated. True, I wouldn't wear much of it-- but I sure like to watch other people do so! I maintain that Jeffrey, Michael and Alison were the best designers of the bunch. I think Jeffrey's line was just in another echelon from Michael's. And it's really just a shame that the producers decided to keep Vincent around past the expiration date on his Paxil simply so he could kavetch and get artistic erections for another couple of episodes. I would really have liked to have seen just what Alison could do. Perhaps she could have given Jeffrey the run for his money that the other three in the top 4 failed to do. Because, in the end, there was no contest.
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I was happy for Jeffery, too. I think his line was the most inspired.
However, I think the worst moment of this season was the recycling challenge. I felt hurt that the fourth wall was broken (or as I call it, VPL--visible producer lines). Vincent should have been sent packing and Alison should have stayed. And I'm sure she would have made it to Bryant Park.
Le sigh...
~D
Here here(hear hear?)! That decision was just abominable-- and obviously, the judges had little to do with it. Re-Tahded!
Anyway, I feel depressed every time I hear about you guys having cotillions without me. I'm pretty sure there are no mop-headed musicians, no queer pairs of brothers, and no OCD writers in the entire greater DC area. Really, the colors just aren't as bright. Don't forget to save a moment for a reunion over Thanksgiving weekend. There will be pearls and peacocks!
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