Last night Project Runway returned to TV — and to New York! Although having the designers trek to Central Park to pick fabric isn’t exactly a creative use of the city’s resources.
The challenge was to for each contestant to design a garment that represents who they are as a designer, which is a lot less fun than a grocery store challenge, but whatever.
It was a pretty slow episode, just introducing us to everyone and getting the ball rolling. Not a lot of drama. And to be honest, not a ton of great fashion. After the runway show, my boyfriend asked, “How many people get sent home? Ten?” And I agreed that ten seemed like a good number.
This woman has a name, and her name is Janeane. However. Since she cried within the first two minutes of the show — and almost cried two other times during the episode, I am going to call her The Crier.
Dear Christiane: Don’t you know Reality TV Rule Number 385? When someone says “I’m good,” they’re probably going home.
Meet your new favorite person in the world: Anthony. Honey! He longs to be a gown designer for Miss USA and Miss Universe but doesn’t really care for Miss America.
More crying from The Crier! She made a really beautiful little black dress, but the seams wouldn’t lay flat, and she started over.
Anthony is “wonderfully well.” He is also hilarious. He made Tim Gunn giggle.
I love the way Heidi says “HAY-SOOS.” I also love the way guest judge Nicole Richie was all sheepish when she said, “I actually kind of liked the dress.” But the best was when Michael Kors claimed the chocolate crocodile dress Jesus made was “glamorous,” and Heidi asked, “In what country? In what year?” MK replied: “In a lounge in Las Vegas 1972 that would have been glamorous, but not now.”
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