I’m a big Project Runway fan, and last night they did one of my favorite things they’ve ever done, newspaper as the material. I think that what I love best on PR is when they do unconventional things. It seems the designers really make something creative and beautiful when they have to work with something different than cloth.
For the only time in recorded history, I actually liked almost everything that went down the Runway. I mean, I even liked the origami birds that Johnny had going on until he went nuts and sent down that travesty.
I do feel like both Carol Hannah and Gordana got mistreated. Gordana’s dress was gorgeous and I would totally wear it. There’s something just icky to me about the judges hatred of all things “wearable”. But, it also just didn’t look like paper. The color, the pattern, it was all stunning. Carol Hannah had just a really interesting concept with cascading block shapes. It was really cool. Logan’s dress was also gorgeous and got no attention.
I thought Christoper’s design looked kind of awful. The “feather” effect was just… silly. And the bodice was, well, it looked like some attempt at armor from a Monty Python film or something. I liked the hair. I also did not like Irina’s coat, though, I suppose, putting aside my dislike of her, it’s OK. Certainly not a winner.
Oh and how about Eva Longoria Parker’s gay man snap about Tommy steaming his own clothes. Bazing!
Oh oh, and then! At the end, I saw the most amazing thing ever: A Catty Bitch named Tim Gunn. That’s right, Tim Gunn, Mr. I wish he was my grandpa so I could hang out with him and hear wonderful advice and support himself, did not look Johnny in eye while giving him a stiff “Clear out your workspace” while picking meaningfully at his sleeve. I’ve never heard Tim Gunn talk smack, but the moment Johnny left he cackled, “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out, you lying, drug-addled, lazy jerk! I’m sorry I ever helped you through the first episode.”