Project Runway Hits Rock Bottom

Yes ladies and gentlemen, that photo (from bravotv.com) is the WINNING garment from last night's mish-mosh avant garde/hey baby what's your sign challenge. And yes, it was indeed chosen as the winner in the dark (of the Rose planetarium) because no one could have possibly chosen it as the winner after seeing it in the light. I would say that I generally like Jerell but this garment was just a frickin' mess. An arrow through her head? I'm a Sagittarius but I would never fete it by stealing Steve Martin's old gag.

Luckily for Jerell, no one had a clue what they were doing last night, not even my favorite Leanne who is getting a bit repetitive with her black circles (although I approve of the scorpion exoskeleton idea - it just needed a bit more sting). I would even go so far as to say that last night's runway show was the worst I have ever seen on Project Runway (although I admit that I did not see every episode of the first couple seasons). The fact that all of the designers were sooo confident in their horrible skills just turned the episode into a tragedy - how on earth could Kenley think that her dress, with recycled ideas, having no relation to her sign could be the best? I'm a lawyer so I'm all for arguing your point of view but there are moments where you need to just hang back and take the criticism with grace, Kenley. And Blayne's garment was just beyond description - as much as I like his entertaining presence on the show, he was falling way out of his league and needed to go. Even Terri, who I thought should have won some of the earlier challenges, had completely lost her way and her manners and so I'm not disappointed that she took an exit as well.

I'm hoping that the third-person loving Suede falls next - he doesn't have any vision and the third person way of talking is just getting on my last nerve. One small point though - since he keeps saying Suede thinks this"and Suede wanted to portray that, shouldn't he have referred to him and Jerry as "they" rather than "we"? I guess a foolish consistency really is the hobgoblin of little minds.