The sun rises over the Atlas luxury apartments in New York City, which houses Project Runway’s hopefuls. And first thing, we’re treated to a Suede blog. Even at this hour he’s blogging in the third person. Something about “this is a competition.” See how sharp he is, even at the crack of dawn?
Meanwhile, in 17J, Stella is mixing up a green breakfast smoothie. “It’s spirulina…” she begins and I tune out the rest. If you’ve ever tried spirulina, wheat grass or the like, you’re probably grimacing with me. I’ve tried each of those exactly once, and it came right back up both times. Yay. Besides, shouldn’t Stella be talking about her wakeup shot, or asking if anyone’s holding? She just has that look. Or maybe I’m bored already with this season’s cast of poseurs. Because she looks like she should be telling her “I knew Sid and Nancy at the Chelsea” stories, not touting health remedies.
But I’m learning quickly that the outer style of these contestants is just that. Or in Kenley Collins’ case – outer style lifted off a midcentury bondage pinup queen. You’re designers. At least be original. Green gunk or morning coffee swallowed, this week’s remaining designers head off to Parsons. Not before we’re treated to a quick shot of Blayne’s chalkboard, neatly scrawled in “Sup Holla” and “Teamlicious” slogans. Ugh. You can’t just tack “licious” onto every word and think it adds anything.
Next up, Heidilicious brings out a bag. Button button, who’s got the button. It’s time to draw lots to see who chooses which model for today’s challenge. But first choice goes to Kelli, last week’s challenge winner who also has this week’s immunity. Kelli chooses her model and the rest have to wait for Heidi to draw their name on a big red button from that black velvet bag she’s got. One model is ‘stolen’ but the rest goes off without a ruffle, in fact no one even breaks a sweat about the ‘stolen’ model. Is it just me or do all these designers seem half asleep? And frankly, most of the models look less than pleased about being chosen. Belle is not chosen and goes home. Guess she’s not Belle this Jour.
The chosen models are called back onto the runway. Yep, definitely most of the designers look half asleep, heavy-lidded. Well, this ought to wake them up — the models will be their clients for today’s challenge. What’s more, the models will shop at Mood fabrics, and choose all the materials themselves. No help from the designers. Ack. Since choice of fabric and color is a large part of any design, I’d say, unless the models are also designers this isn’t going to be good. Blayne’s video blog has him enthusing that his model is “golden.” Of course, to tanaholic Blayne that means “couldn’t be better.” As a kid his favorite story must have been about King Midas. Meanwhile back at the runway, Heidi calls the models to follow her out. The designers watch them leave, varying degrees of horror playing across their faces. Good, at least they have facial expressions now.
In the workroom, Tim explains to them all that not only will they be designing a cocktail dress for their client/model, but they will be using “green” fabrics. In current PC jargon this means fabric that does not exploit the environment in its manufacture. It doesn’t mean that they must use various shades of green in their designs. Which is good because as Dame Maggie Smith ad-libbed in the film Gosford Park, “Difficult color, green." Are you sick of the “green” hype, by the way? It seems to be a label slapped on just about anything these days to increase sales, and I’m green at the gills thinking about it. Or maybe Stella’s breakfast smoothie is still haunting me.
Leanne-imal video blogs that she always uses green materials like “jersey”. Is jersey a source material or the name of a fabric? But what turns me off is her somewhat lofty attitude about it all. I’m sure the Amish don’t go around bragging about being “green”, and they’ve been doing it a lot longer than we have. Speaking of which, there might be an interesting challenge – except they wouldn’t be allowed to photograph any of it, so there goes that.
Upon hearing that their models will be choosing all the source materials, Stella whines in her blog (whogs?) that her model doesn’t know what she’s doing. Yeh, I guess that’s what will make this challenging. See how that works? I liked Stella at first but already her constant whining is like nails on a chalkboard. Wah, wah, wah, she is sounding like a grownup in a Charlie Brown cartoon.
Tim takes the models to Mood. They get half an hour and an envelope with $75 in it. Their choices are limited to the ‘organic fabric’ section at Mood. Whatever ‘organic fabric’ means. I’m assuming natural dyes and plants raised without pesticides and such, but I don’t know of a federal regulation on organic clothing. Organic produce must meet requirements but I don’t know if cotton counts. The models are shown the ‘organic’ section – which isn’t that wide, but the shelves do go from floor to ceiling. Actually, I’m puzzled why the show hasn’t by now found a much bigger fabric shop for their designers than this. Or as (season one winner) Jay McCarroll has wondered online – a cheaper one. But this is what they, and we, have gotten stuck with so no sense being Mood-y about it.
Anyway. Out of the many colors and textures the models all gravitate toward “silky” and the satins. Their inner monologue seems to be “Oooh — shhiinyy...” And with glazed eyes they all troop up to the cash register with varying degrees of fug. Horrible colors in mismatched textures. No thought process apparent. Brown satin for instance. Coupled with red jersey. Worse – they seem to think variety is better than having enough fabric for a garment. I just hope the designers are allowed to make quilts instead of dresses. Cheap, tacky, peacock-feathered quilts. In hot pink and aqua.
As the designers wait for their fate, Jerell interviews that his “biggest fear is that she will come back with remnants of nonsense”. Guess what? Yep. Just change your name to Miss Cleo, Jerell. As he’s about to find out. Tim tells the designers they will have until midnight to finish their dress, and now he’ll send in the models for a ‘caucus’. Add “Tim says an SAT word” to your list of drinking games. If it wasn’t there already. As the various fug is pulled out of the bags, each designer grumbles. As well they should. They might’ve been better off had the show pulled random people off the street. Random, color blind people with oven mitts on their hands to keep them telling satin from silk from knit. Well that might’ve come out about the same. Granted, it wouldn’t have filmed as prettily.
So, okay. Designers have to work with what they’re given and they now try figuring out just what they can do with this. As if the models’ lack of taste wasn’t evident in their purchases, now the designers must suffer through the models’ notions for the actual design. Umm, I suppose this is where the designers must rise to the challenge of saying no while seeming to say yes? And ‘diva experience’ will come in handy. But it’s irked me in the past, during the ‘mom’ challenge and the ‘prom’ challenge of seasons past, when a stubborn client with no discernible talent or taste damaged the chances of a good designer, so I’m gritting my teeth through this scene.
Quiet, preppie-ish Wesley quietly blogs that he dislikes the fabrics his model chose: an ugly brown and a ‘disgusting’ green. Oh that’s another thing none of the models seemed to fathom: not just colors matching but color tones matching, as well. Even the same color can clash if the tones are wrong. And Wesley’s model has chosen a brown and a green which are not simpatico whatsoever. The green is nearly neon, with a white sheen. It has a young feeling. The brown has a reddish cast, with a heavy, serious feeling. Two types of clients in those fabrics. The model clearly just saw “shiny” and “pretty”. There also doesn’t seem to be much of either fabric, if Wesley chooses only one. Yep, it’s a hot mess.
Suede’s model has brought him a “really nice silk and hemp blend” and a red jersey. He begins by draping each fabric around his model. Well, at least he is trying to make the most of it. But the colors go together better, at least, than some others’. The silk blend is ivory. Still, how many cocktail dresses out there use jersey knit? Do these models actually look at the clothes they’ve worn? I guess it could be worse but it’s pretty awful, I think. This will really require the designers to think on their feet. Suede blogs that he wants to make ‘green’ fashion sexy and “put Suede into it”. Ahh, I don’t think adding a third fabric is going to help, Suede. Oh. You meant…okay. Well, maybe he’s going to bedazzle the dress with his name, the way he did his sleeveless denim jacket? I hope not.
Stella’s model is driving her crazy. She’s talking non stop about what she wants. Stella gripes that the model is a very “earthy girl” which is in conflict with her own design style. The model wants something which sounds like the costume “Mother Nature” wore on those old margarine commercials. I don’t blame Stella for being aghast. But as the models leave, everyone hugs. Come on, someone be the villain here. Liven things up a bit.
I guess humor can break things up a bit too. Blayne continues his annoying quest to “licious” everything by calling Host Heidi “Darthlicious”. Leanne or Jennifer asks him why. Blayne says something about wanting more camera time and thinking that if he says inane things he’ll get it. Oh sorry…He actually said something about Heidi being “shiny” on the outside but “ca-razy” on the inside. Which will never make sense to me so – moving on.
Wesley and Joe are kibbitzing and trying to figure out what to make, literally, of the scraps their models brought them. Joe says he only has two yards of fabric. Two yards? That isn’t enough for a dress. Poor Joe. Wesley decides he isn’t using the neon green his model provided him. Poor Wesley. This is gonna be the type of challenge where someone else sink’s the designer’s battleship for reasons outside their control – and I’m already ticked. But on we go.
Kenley Page, I mean Collins, in her nasal voice, notes that a lot of the designers have the same fabric. Which they do and it’s odd. Two or three have that brown satin and about that many have the ivory (or “champagne colored” as Kenley calls it) silk. Kenley at least has a lot of it. She can actually make something wearable, lucky her. Her fabric covers the entire work station. Korto says she wants to make a dress for women with “hips and butts”. In this case, it seems to mean a chartreuse gown with dress darts on the outside. We’ll see what happens. Stella has some sky-blue matte fabric draped around her dress dummy. It looks kind of like a mini-toga. She says this type of thing isn’t her strength. And I can see her point. It looks directionless. I stare at it, wondering why so many of the models chose a matte and a glossy fabric purportedly for the same dress.
We hear a voice describing how Suede began to cut strips out of his fabrics. Oh, it’s Suede talking about Suede. Which is such an affectation. Stop it already Suede. Suede begins to sew strips of fabric criss-crossed, and Brandy wishes he’d run the thread through his hand, so Suede would stop saying Suede’s name out loud. But instead Suede composes a personal ad to himself. “Suede is a bisexual Sagittarius and loves long walks on the beach, and really likes working with small pieces of fabric!” he enthuses. By now the other designers are catching on that he likes saying his name out loud, and begin commenting on it. A Holly Hobbie vlogs her imitation: “Suede’s really sad. Suede’s gonna go home and cry all night long. Leanne likes Suede. But Suede needs to stop talking in third person”. Which was pretty funny, Leanne – thanks, I might even begin to tell you apart from the other one.
Speaking of telling apart – Leanne has the same, gak-colored fugly fabric that Wesley and Joe have been burdened with. She says her plan is to add a bunch of ‘shapes’ onto her cocktail dress to make it stand out. Kenley observes this and comments in her own vlog with a sneer. The one that kinda resembles Kenley (they really need to keep subtitling these names for us, at least until the third episode) says her model’s all American style doesn’t mesh with her “edgy” aesthetic and it should be interesting to see how the two come together. Terri is concerned that her and Wesley’s dresses are too much alike, but Stella and a Holly Hobbie tell her no, she’s imagining that. Stella vlogs that everyone should just keep their eyes on their own designs and not look at what others are doing.
Now it’s time for Tim to check everyone’s progress. He likes Kenley’s classic sheath with planned black belt embellishment. Next, the funniest part of this entire episode. Tim steps up to Korto’s work area. Korto’s dress dummy looks like a work in progress. A fitted chartreuse garment hangs there. Huge dress darts stick out along the entire thing. Simply put it looks like it is inside-out. Tim casually inquires about the progress. When Korto tells him ‘this is it’ and it’s right side out, Tim goes through a quick variety of utterances and facial expressions. First he seems to nod. Then catches himself and goes into a near dry-heave. Then turns red. Finally, he composes himself, but can only manage: “Ohhh”. The total effect is priceless. Absolute disgust tempered with magnanimity tempered with disgust again and shellacked with a nice noncommital nonchalance. If only it were all auditorily conveyed. It would make an excellent ringtone. (The graveyard of all cultural relevance.)
Suede’s turn. Tim walks up and Suede says “I’m a little crazy”. Yes, but what about the dress? But Tim merely replies, “Crazy how?”. As wonderful as Mr. Gunn is in this capacity perhaps he missed his true calling. Next time there is an international crisis, why not send him to negotiate? Nothing seems to faze him. Suede’s dress is beginning to look like something, improbable as it may have first seemed. He’s going with the hot-mess-ness of it all and just slapping strips of fabric all over the dummy. His plan is to add a tulle skirt to the bottom of the slightly punky bodice and top the tulle with a circle of the ivory silk. He seems to be the only one rolling with the challenges this challenge brought. Tim manages to say with no irony, “You need to listen to your own voice”. Oh – I don’t think Suede will have a problem with that direction, Tim. Suede loves to listen to Suede’s own voice.
Soft-spoken Wesley is doing what he can with that shiny barfy brown fabric. There doesn’t seem to be enough of it to make a full or long skirt. He’s making a fitted mini instead, with slight interest added in the form of horizontal pleats at the hips. It’s as if he’s working with scraps. He doesn’t look very happy. Tim reminds him that a fabric this shiny has to have an absolutely perfect fit. Leanne’s dress looks very similar to Wesley’s except that it has some sort of epaulet made from the fugbrown across one arm. Tim announces that there will be no immunity given for winning this challenge but that Bluefly will make and sell the winning design. Furthermore, a “glamorous young star” will be the guest judge, but they won’t find out who until the next day.
Forty-five minutes til midnight and as the time ticks down, Daniel (the darker preppie looking one) is struggling to even finish his garment, he says. He sighs in frustration. Wesley worries that he is “psyching himself out” due to the bad materials he was given. At this point frankly no one’s dress is looking great. Stella whines in the workroom that she would never buy this type of fabric and wishes she had some “leathah”. The other designers find that amusing and begin to mock her New Yawk accent pining after “leathah”. Stella goes on even more – she wants to take some “leathah” and “burn it up, dye it up, grommet it, pyramid it, stud it, spike it…I wanna make my leathah”. She is sounding like “Bubba” Blue from Forrest Gump talking about the many ways to enjoy shrimp. Blayne especially enjoys mocking Stella’s leathah obsession, and he’s actually kind of funny:
“My cat’s leathah. I like to watch leathah TV. My husband’s leathah. All my kids came out of me leathah. They’re all named leathah.”
As the others giggle, Stella finally breaks her leathah-spell and notices. She asks what is being said. Kelli rats on Blayne, and Stella calls him over. Unfortunately instead of arguing or threatening each other, they giggle and hug each other. This is when I realise the reason this episode is so dull is because it has no conflict, no villain. Unless you count the models’ bad taste and judgment conflicting with the designers’ aesthetic sensibility, but somehow that’s not what I meant. There seems to be no villain in this cast. Aside from one crier and one person who speaks of themself in the third person, “sociopath” seems to be on every reality show’s checklist. The casting agency took their coffee break early on that one. Everybody in this group is at most, a passive-aggressive. What I’d really like to see here is something more along the lines of “it puts the lotion in the basket” before she tries to make Blaynewear. And then loses it completely when she realises the skinny lil’ guy only coughed up enough material to make a pair of hot pants. And that they were orange on top of it all. Or, you know, something somewhere in between a hug and skinning him alive. I never thought I’d miss Santino or Jeffrey Sebelia.
Next morning, at The Atlas. Continuing the huggy bunny portion of the show, we see Kevin Fed making Daniel’s bed “because he’s my buddy”. Please, just don’t sing the Barney song while you do that. Do grown men make their roommates’ beds as a matter of course? Do most grown men even make their own? Strange. Anyway…Last minute countdown at Parsons. Some dresses look nowhere near completion. Tim, as with last week, notes the designers are not exactly workhorses (my word, not his). Last week he called them “slackers”. This week he tells them that their unfinished garments are making him “a wreck”. Oh, no one does that to the Gunn! Shape up you slackers.
The models are sent in and Blayne greets his with another “licious”. Stella fits her dress onto her model. Although it isn’t the diaphanous muumuu her model seemed to have wanted, the model’s happy. To me, it looks a bit ‘bridal’. It’s a fitted, ivory silk mini dress with one long sleeve and lacing up the side. Modern bridal gown is all I can think of. Nothing special, but not a disaster at least. The models go through hair and makeup. Wesley is sewing his model into his dress last-minute. She doesn’t look too happy about it. Well girl, you have only yourself to blame. Sorry. Wesley’s mouth is downturned also. Uh oh. Jerell notes that “Team Ugly Brown Fabric” (heh) looks “concerned”. Yes and with good reason. All of the designers (except boastful Suede) seem worried actually, as they fit their models into their dresses. Stella snipes at her model and burns her with a steam application. Korto just hopes to ‘stay safe’.
Runway time. Heidi goes over the challenge and prize in case we missed the first two thirds of this episode or the designers forgot what they spent the last day or so doing. Heidi introduces Michael and Nina (same reasons) and the guest judge – Natalie Portman. Straight geekboys suffering through this episode at their girlfriend’s behest suddenly got a lot more interested. It’s Queen Amidala herself. Portman stands behind the screen and makes monster-hands then laughing, comes out and air kisses Ms. Klum. One of the Hollies vlogs that she almost “peed her pants”. Ew. If that’s the sort of reaction Ms. Portman inspires, no wonder she’s somewhat reclusive.
As Heidi gives a bit of Ms. Portman’s background and achievments I can’t help but notice – she seems to have done her own hair and makeup. And her dress seems badly sewn. Maybe she chose it because it was – yes – literally, green. Still, it’s nice to see more “A list” guest judges on the show. Although I’ve loved seeing judges like Diane von Furstenberg (a female entrepeneur when there were very few) and Parker Posey (stellar indie film star). Heidi explains the reason Natalie is there: She has launched “her own vegan shoe collection, Take Us On”. (As Alicia Silverstone has had, for some time now, so I wonder why she isn’t a guest judge?) The designers respond with polite, “Mm” and “Ah” noises. Natalie tells them this is one of her favorite shows. Suede blogs that Natalie is so tiny he could carry her on his hand.
Natalie says that “eco-fashion” is her generation’s challenge. Well, again, weren’t people making ‘green’ shoes and fabrics for centuries before this? Recycling was simply known as ‘poverty’. ‘Green’ was simply what was done before chemicals and plastics came into being. And one could argue that ‘vegan’ isn’t automatically ‘green’, but that’s another topic for another day. Still, using ‘leathah’ from cows, when billions of burgers are sold in this country anyway, seems ‘green’ in its own right, even if it is not vegan; and I say that as someone who does not eat red meat. I just think that if animals are being slaughtered then every part should be put to use. I applaud vegan products and cruelty free products but animal products are not automatically environmentally unsound. Nor are vegan products (which would include nylon, plastic, etc.) automatically ‘green’. Moving on…
Runway time! Keith’s model wears a sort of bubble-hem dress in the ivory silk. It has a v shaped top and is backless. I think this would sell. Terri’s dress is a deep blue. It’s fitted, with a ruffled collar and a ruffle swinging off the collar at the back. It has some sort of woven belt. It’s all so dark it’s hard to see the details. Wesley’s dress is lost in action, its fit is really off. It seems to be riding upward on his model. The seams look puckered. What he’d planned as a curvy form fitting slink of a dress just looks like wadded up satin. Worse, it’s way too short. His model looks miserable. Does she realise her prize is at stake here, too? She’s not ‘selling it’.
Jerell’s huge smile says he loves his dress as it parades down the runway. But his model looks like a hooker to me. She’d fit right in, in the chorus of Sweet Charity. Aqua and turquoise panels with feathers at the hem. It’s also very short and has a cutout in its halter bodice. He’s made earrings out of the peacock feathers as well, and she’s wearing huge sunglasses. Still, the fit is better than Wesley’s. But again Wesley had that horrendously hard to work with slippery shiny junk. Of the two designs, though, I think with proper fabric and better fit, Wesley’s is more saleable.
Jennifer (she has bigger teeth than Leanne) smiles as her dress appears. To me this is the worst design, because: it’s not a cocktail dress whatsoever, and it is ugly. Full stop. Grey and orange? Looks like an anemic Halloween party. And it is in flowing jersey knit, so not at all what the challenge asked for. It is also knee length, so maybe, a school librarian, going to an anemic Halloween party. I don’t get it. Daniel’s design is up next and it’s very chic. A “little black dress” which looks classic. A modified square neckline, cap sleeves, and a slightly full skirt, mini length, slightly longer hem in back. I think his dress is adorable. Joe from Detroit has a simple brown sheath dress with silver shiny trim as spaghetti straps, and a round cutout framed by that same trim. It is basic and I think would again sell well – in a catalog.
Suede’s strip stroppy dress stands out. The ivory silk looks yellowish under the lights. Maybe the red against it changed the color value somewhat. He’s used the red jersey as a foundation fabric, and has layered the ivory silk in criss cross random pieces over it. It’s deconstructed constructed, and fun and flouncy. The skirt flips and bounces as the model walks the runway. This one has to be a winner. Suede has also gone minimal on the styling, with just one bracelet, and red shoes to match the jersey. Kenley’s model goes out next. Kenley’s added a modern ‘ruff’ collar to an ivory sheath. The midriff is accented with a semi-wide strip of black beads for a belt. I think the collar does not sit well and does not blend well onto the dress, but among these other designs this will stand out as ‘sophisticated’. I don’t like it but I know the judges will.
Kelli’s design is next. A blue midriff panel sits amidst clashing ivory silk. Bits of trim hang off the neckline in back over a cutout backline. The skirt is fitted and short. I’m not sure what she was after, with this. Leanne’s “This is like Wesley’s only with circle-chons” dress appears and I don’t like it at all. It is also too short. She has styled her model to have some sort of thingy stuck to her head, that looks like a spider egg sac. Next, Stella’s bridal mini, and then Blayne’s strange black and hot pink panel mini with a side hoodie. Most of these designs just seem confused, but then their source materials were too, so I can’t equate this confusion with a lack of talent on their parts. Maybe a lack of spontaneity or adaptability? Emily (looks kinda like Kenley and kinda like Christina Ricci) made a black and white forgettable mini. Korto’s dress has retained its dartiness, only she’s added side fins onto it to accentuate (I’m guessing) the model’s big (for a model) hips. Well – it’s a choice at least. Not sure it works but it’s a choice. Taken a bit farther it would be a conceptual piece in a runway show, though, not a saleable one exactly.
The middle-scored designers leave. The six remaining have the three top or three bottom score totals. The judges like Kenley’s dress. Kenley brags that the hand stitched collar makes it a “couture cocktail dress”. Does that mean that last week, Stella’s hand-stitched garbage bag gown was “couture” too? Wesley immediately points out that he did not have enough fabric. Natalie tactfully praises the “little bow tie” at the top but Heidi, Michael and Nina are blunt. They hate it. Nina calls it “cheap”. I take exception to their reasoning since they did not call Leanne’s design out on the same things. I can’t tell if the judges love or hate Stella’s bridal. They seem to damn it with faint praise. They dislike the ‘fins’ on Korto’s dress. She does look kind of like a rocket.
Natalie loves Suede’s strip dress and says she’d wear it herself. Heidi says she would too, if she were “twenty years younger”. Michael admires the way Suede made something out of the “same crazy fabric everyone else had”. To me, it’s as if this challenge flipped all the designers the bird, and Suede’s the only one who flipped it back. Leanne’s dress is critiqued last. Asked if she likes the dress Leanne’s model doesn’t praise it, which although honest is hardly helpful. Natalie thinks the little thing on the model’s head looks like Peter Pan’s hat. Michael says the dress is “five dresses in one”, with its pockets, panels, pieces, etc.
The judges talk amongst themselves. They pretty much affirm what they said to the designers’ faces. They love Suede’s dress, and Natalie and Heidi praise Kenley for being “a ‘40s broad” and “presentable”. In other words, a designer’s looks count along with their designs. In that case shouldn’t she be a bit more original with her appearance as well? It isn’t as if ‘retro’ is unique these days. It’s more like they are saying, “she’s the only one I would hang with”. The six designers are brought out again, and Suede is announced as the winner. His dress will be sold eventually on Bluefly.com. He says he loves his mom and is very happy. Kenley and Korto are safe and excused. The two shiny brown mini dresses are last. Wesley looks stoic. Leanne looks a bit delicate. Heidi insults both dresses, and then announces Wesley out. As Leanne leaves, Wesley offers her a smile but she walks right past him. Nina looks a little sad as Wesley goes off the runway.
Wesley’s voiceover says that he left with his “head held high” and sure enough, he did. He’s got the type of demeanor that could’ve really shone given more of a chance. But his type of reticence isn’t usually valued on reality TV, so maybe the judges’ decision had something to do with that as well. Who knows. He’s certainly being dignified about it all, however. Leanne, by contrast, hangs onto his neck and sniffles and whines. Wesley shrugs her off politely but looks uncomfortable. Sheesh, let him leave with some grace Leanne. It looks as if she wanted to grab his last bit of camera time away from him, to me. But, something about her bothers me. Maybe it’s that she says she’s competitive and yet sugar coats that with her sweetness and light Holly Hobbie act. I dunno. Just stop wrinkling Wesley’s coat with your fake tears, Drama Mama.
Wesley’s class act continues with an upbeat final vlog, as he cleans up his workspace. He says he wants to show at Bryant Park and is sure he’ll make it one day. He says he plans to work hard. Another talented designer who was sent home not due to lack of ability but because a wack circumstance tripped him up a bit. Then again fashion design can be a volatile business. At any rate, so much for Sir Shortpants. He will be missed. Next week, those remaining are sent on a field trip in rain ponchos. Hmm, maybe they’re designing for Niagara Falls? Girl could use a new look. See you then.Powered by Sidelines