I exclaimed the loudest "well fuck me" from my bed last night when the results were in on who is going to New York Fashion week followed by a "fuck you, you bunch of fucking fuckers!!!!".
First off, as much as I think Christian is a little snot faced butthole his designs have been fantastic. Just what the fashion world is looking for. Flights of tight fancy that the average woman on the street could not wear but they look great on the catwalk. Bravo Christian.
Right from the start of the season I felt funny about whiny Jillian and Rami. They said they knew each other and possibly Tim said he knew them personally too, so I figured that something was up with them. Oh that Jillian what I would give to slap her silly, what a whiner baby, "Oh my fingers are bleeding, my fingers are bleeding" God! she was annoying but she is in just like that. The judges put her on the chopping block a couple of times before. Now I see it was just for show. She was a bigger drama queen than any of the gay guys on the show.
Oh and by the way, Sweet P you're out. Just like that. She was a pawn all along. She never won a competition but she also consistantly made the most saleable wearable clothes the whole season. But you're out. Steam started coming out of my ears at this point.
Then the big drama of the night. Chris is easily told he is in and Rami gets the long face on his big egg head, thinking he is out, which was surprising to me because, I think, for some reason, he is the big crowd favorite, I don't get it, ok, he wears his jeans well, and his sad childhood of growing up in war torn Israel where he had nothing to do as a child but to start designing clothes at age 6 ? I think he also pumped iron in his off hours from designing for like the last 30 years and oh, his soft spoken demeanor is so attractive. Blah ack foo, what an actor.... AND what is up with every dress being an ode to a Grecian urn? So weird and the judges tried to beat it into his big pumpkin head but yes we decided to let you be in with a little pre duel on the runway between Chris and Rami. God I hate those surprise exceptions bullshit. And Chris, there is no room in the fashion world for the obese. Ok, before any of you who don't know me write me hate mail (but go ahead please) I will say, I am as fat as they come so I know, there is no room in the fashion world for the obese. If by some stroke of twisted fixed lucky fate Chris does win the final one hundred thousand dollar prize, he will be forced to use the money to get gastric bypass surgery. That is his reality. Oh, and what's up with Roberto Cavalli taking such a shining to Chris and "his gown" saying that he could work for him any time. Obviously Roberto is a chubby chaser. Oops, sorry Roberto your jig is up. Mr. dirty decadant designer. I know you.
All along the past years I thought Project Runway was about talent and execution and making things and being creative but I guess last night I learned my lesson that fashion really is only about personality and who sucks and fucks who. The world is a weird suckfest place sometimes. I awoke this morning feeling like I was raped by reality TV last night.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
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Poor Sweet P!
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