Thursday, September 07, 2006

DING DONG THE CREEP IS DEAD

so i know i didn't do a thing for last week but it was boring. they all made some crappy outfits (except michael and sort of jeffrey who actually
won.) angela and her stupid rosettes were finally out.

this week i'm grumpy so i probably sound meaner than usual. if that's possible.

the idea was make an outfit for yourself as a jetsetter. vincent's horrible schlumpfy piece of shit was a disgrace. WHY WON'T THEY DUMP HIS ASS?

kayne looked like elvis. jeffrey looked pretty good but he had something very bizarre going on in the crotch area. michael made totally rad seersucker hip hop pants. he looked great.

as jetsetters they were flown to france where they met guest judge catherine malandrino, some snooty french designer who has shitty music on her website.

this week's challenge: create a gown that incorporates couture elements like hand-sewn hems, embroidery or beading in two days.

everyone's excited to be in paris. jeffrey is ecstatic angela's gone. they walk by the louvre. blah blah blah. everyone's inspired. etc etc etc.

now they're off to reine to buy fabric. are all fabric stores one word/one syllable?

jesus, vincent said doing couture turns him on. does he really think we care about what turns him on? no, we are repulsed.

jeffrey continues to be a total dick. perhaps this is because he doesn't have one? i mean, you should have seen the crotch of those pants. trés bizarre. oh god, they just showed him putting his shirt on. i didn't need to see that.

kayne has some pageant vibe going (of course.) tim hates it, i don't. i think it's actually quite pretty.

jeffrey's is loud and gross, just like him.

vincent's dress looks like some hideous 70s curtains.

michael and laura are having trouble. laura's looks like a freaking pierrot. uli didn't use prints (quelle surprise!) but the shape of her dress looks like everything else she's done. i won't even go into michael's ruching disaster. disappointing to say the least.

now they're off to some party on the seine. luncheon of the boating party 2006.

somone threw an egg at them. those wacky french!!!

these french models are much prettier than their new york counterparts.

vincent is drooling on catherine m. vo-mit.

and it's back to ny, the runway and the evil eye of nina garcia.

i guess i'm glad i don't envision a career in fashion. that said, i would probably fit right in bec these are some bitchy cows.

wow. richard tyler is the guest judge in ny. i haven't seen him in ages. he doesn't look that well.

no sense in rehashing the gowns. i think laura's is the worst. michael or jeffrey are a close second.

they're all oohing and ahhing over uli.

'i think you're middle name's gotta be too much' - m kors to kayne. aww.

nina says jeffrey took the most creative chance. yeah, but it looks like a scotsman on acid threw up on her! gag. these judges are on crack. didn't i say that last week? every week. sigh.

they're bagging on vincent. do i dare to dream?

jeffrey won. whatever. at least he wasn't a complete jerk about it like last week.

michael, kayne and uli are in...

it's down to norman bates and cruella de vil.

YES!!!!!!!!!!! vincent is gone!!!!!

halle-fucking-lujah.

amen.

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