Speaking of Gretel..

January 12, 2008

Crazypants the Spitting Designer bottomed out in Episode 6 with her “What if Gretel, from the Fairy Tale, got together with a Hershey’s chocolate bar…and they…channeled…Barbarella…and together they…they threw up an ugly dress” dress.

Now, I’m sort of ashamed to say that I kinda get it. I mean, if you squint your eyes and enter the mind of a woman who’s suffered severe head trauma (hey, she admitted this, how can I not mention it), it’s basically an interpretation of a chocolate cupcake with pink sprinkles in a foil holder.

You know, except with long legs sticking out from under it.

So yeah.  It was time for Elisa to go.  And it’s not like we didn’t see it coming.  Her designs were all over the map. Some were fabulous, but she was completely unpredictable. Not Santino unpredictable, just, “What do you mean you’re spitting on the dress” unpredictable.

The world needs more creative spirits. But I’m not sure that Project Runway is the best place for them to land.


Twizzler Tits!

January 11, 2008

Ah, Project Runway, this is why we watch you. This is why we love you.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: the reason Project Runway is such a great reality show is because the contestants are actually talented and creative, and are asked to perform tasks that require, well, talent and creativity. It seems like such a no-brainer formula. No eating grubs or exposing yourself to malaria required!

This week’s Hershey’s challenge was fantastic. Sure, the premise was made a bit clunky by the in-your-face-ness of the BROUGHT TO YOU BY HERSHEY’S sponsorship, but whatever. If the designers had been forced into a nameless candy shop we wouldn’t have been treated to meeting the awkward HERSHEY’S corporate mucky-muck.

It’s nothing short of painful every time a big corporation sends some executive to go represent their brand. Everyone waits politely while “Sheila from Marketing” or whoever gets her 10 seconds of fame. Except no one really cares what Sheila’s blabbing about, and Sheila herself looks painfully awkward in her hairsprayed perm and ill-fitting corporate uniform as she stands there, sandwiched between hip designers, the impeccable Tim, and supermodels. It doesn’t make the big corporation seem more human, it makes the big corporation seem like they have dorky staff.


The designers’ challenge was to flee at break-neck speed through the HERSHEY’S store to pick up anything and everything they could (in 5 minutes) that would be the basis for their garment. No planning ahead, just grab what you can and do what you do.

Most of the designers chose actual, you know, textiles, since there was no limit as to what products from the store they could use. Only Jillian went the all-edible route.

In hindsight, this was a very smart decision (though at the time, she looked like she’d made a horrible, horrible mistake). I say this because if every other designer had gone the edible route, hers certainly would have been one of the best — it was creative and well made. But because NO other designer did this, she appeared to be a risk-taker. And because her garment stood up to the challenge, she was golden.

This is not to say she should have been the winner. I think her garment was creative and put together well (uh, you know, as far as Twizzlers go). I do not think her garment was attractive.

Twizzler Tits

Sexy, perhaps. If you’re into that edible pleather look.

Quite frankly, this looks like what they’d find if — instead of the witch’s old cottage — Hansel & Gretel had stumbled upon the witch’s Parisian whorehouse. Tres Moulin Rouge, but with a hint of Willy Wonka.

Who’s that nibbling at my couture?


And…We’re Back!

January 1, 2008

It was a good idea, back at the beginning of last year.  You know, that a few friends would write — and regularly update — a blog about reality tv.

Except we didn’t really consider that other reality thing: reality reality.  The one that interjected all this “life” stuff into our blogging calendar and meant we didn’t have time to recap the shows we were watching.

But now that the king (queen?) mack daddy of all reality shows has returned, I’m yearning to recap and discuss in juicy detail the wonder that is Project Runway.  Plus, Idol starts again this month.

So here’s to new beginnings, 2008 and making it work.

Top Design reruns so soon? Only four episodes into the season, with no holidays in sight? What could be going on? As I said to my husband (who understood my seemingly illogical statement perfectly): “This show isn’t good enough to not have a new episode each week”.

Nice going, America.

March 2, 2007

Come on! Who is out there voting for Antonella Barba to stay on American Idol? She is absolutely atrocious.

On the plus side, it will become even more obvious just how far out of her league Antonella is, the judges (except for Paula) will be even tougher on her, and I think it will be a little bit brutal for them.

So at least I have that to look forward to.

Likewise Sanjaya – who’s voting for this cat? To be fair, no one was more surprised than he was that he was staying.  I mean, he’s likable enough, but he doesn’t belong there anymore. He knows that.

Here’s my theory: the people who are voting for Antonella are mostly boys aged 14-80. They are also voting for Sanjaya, reasoning that the longer he stays on the show, the better chances are that his sister will get some air time.

That’s all I can figure out.

Idol thoughts

February 21, 2007

I thought Philip Stacey had the best performance of the night.


I was already a fan of his – I thought he was great in Nosferatu.


(Just to clarify – I liked Phil, I thought he was the best singer of the night. But man, he’s got some batwings on the sides of his head.)

Kelly Wearstler was a Playboy centerfold!