This week from Project Runway (spoilers included!):
My ears bled last night when Tim Gunn said “Holla!” Did yours? I think he thought he was ordering a sandwich, bless his heart.
Suede, Mr. blue mohawk man, Wendy thinks that Suede should either SHUT UP or learn about first person pronouns. Wendy does not like his running commentary in third person; it makes Wendy crazy and Wendy might jump off a ledge one Wednesday night.
HOWEVER, did you notice that Suede said “my” last nite? Yup. Wendy knew he was faking.
[Even writing this way for a few sentences makes Wendy unhappy.]
Leanne gets a gold star this week for listening to Tim and making what Wendy I thought should have been the winning outfit. Are ya with me on this?
I mean, Kenley‘s had more of the artsy-fartsy thing going on, but hello, does any woman want a dress that purposely makes her butt bubble out like the turkey in the Macy’s parade? Did anyone like this dress?
Then we have Emily, the loser. And what’s sad about her loss is her utter lack of awareness at the yuckiness of the dress she made. Nina called it: Carmen Miranda, Emily, Carmen Miranda.
Only worse. And without fruit for snacking.
Or did you guys like that dress and now I’ve insulted you? Did you think Emily should have gone home?
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Yes, you know what I’m thinking. This is what parents are to their kids, except without the payment part.
Here’s the scene:
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First off, Wesley‘s dress WAS bad (and he seemed to know it), so adios. Also, his name kinda bugged me. The Hubs would guess he got beat up on the playground a lot.
Blayne, who annoyed me the first show, cracked me up with all his mocking of Stella and her luv of leather (or “leatha!” as he said it). She somehow pulled out a good one this time, so I’ll give her that.
Then during judging, Nina Garcia (or, as Heidi says, “NEE-NAH GAH-SEEYAH”) provided a little profound advice that we should all heed:
Lastly, we come to Leanne. Oh, Leanne, Leanne, Leanne. I like you, but have you NOT been paying attention to ANY prior season? 
Cobra, looking all mean and scary.
These guys, Gaboon Viper, are the real deal, longest fangs and strongest venom of venomous snakes. Me, I just think they’re real purdy.
Little tortoise, only 16, has many years to go, like maybe 200. This shot reminds me of that Australian comic with the emu puppet. Anyone remember him? No, just me?
We’re out of the crab today, would you like some soft-shell turtle instead? 
Then he did this little bit with the alligator. Like a carnival act.
If you rub their eyes, they sorta pass out. Their blood pressure drops or something. I’m not sure, but the hubs does the same thing.
She DID have lovely, thoughtful eyes.
The albino Burmese Python reached out and made new friends. 
Classsssssssssssssssss disssssssssssssssssmisssssssssssed!