I'm going to indulge in a little OCD-type behavior and talk again (AGAIN!!) about Project Runway. I think I'm actually obsessed now. I'm not the only one, of course, as it seems that millions of Americans now hate Wendy Pepper and won't buy her dress. She deserves it, of course, even though I usually reserve such hate for people I know. If you haven't ever watched the show, Dan Renzi (who, yes, was on the Real World Miami, but now has a very entertaining blog, and also appears to be obsessed with Project Runway) has written a handy-dandy guide to the show, entitled: "Straight Guy's Guide to (this fuckin' show that their girlfriend really likes) the Project Runway Finale." Frankly, the explanation is entertaining even if you have seen the show (which S has, because I make him watch it with me; or rather, I watch it regardless of whether he is around or not because it is non-negotiable) and the title pretty much explains what you really need to know about the show: it is not so much for straight men unless for some reason they particularly like design in which case maybe on the continuum of sexuality, they're not so much straight as somewhere in the middle. No judgements. S maybe doesn't love the show, but he's into design and he might a little bit like seeing the clothing designed, and he just isn't the prototypical man's man. I love that about him; I could care less if he was straight as an arrow as long as he likes me.
But I digress. I was really talking about the wonderfulness that is Project Runway. Tomorrow night, me and the TV have a date, and it's called Project Runway. I can't wait. If Wendy Pepper wins, you can bet you'll see some sort of post about that, because she clearly isn't the most talented designer. I want Jay to win. I hope Jay wins. Because Kara Saun is talented and all, but um, hello? She's already working as a designer. It's more fun if Jay wins. (And we all know that I really wanted Austin Scarlett to win, because at heart, I'm a fag hag and Austin Scarlett was FABULOUS and I would be his bitch right now if he would let me.)
And one more thing, before I forget. S and I usually watch Saturday Night Live, even though it's horrible, but for the last two weeks, we've sort of lagged on the show, figuring that the show's crap anyway, so who cares? Well, look what I missed: A PROJECT RUNWAY SKETCH. I'm heartsick just thinking about it. From now on, I'll be watching reruns (dammit) until I see it.
PS--I'm pretty sure that this is full of run-ons and sentences that don't make sense is because I'm typing and thinking so fast, and I'm doing that because I'm listening to my workout mix and that includes songs like "Crazy in Love" and "Milkshake" and I really just couldn't be bothered to change it after my workout. In case you were wondering. Also, the title on this post is the title of a super yummy Moby song.
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