Bubba and I were watching P.R. last night and I nearly fell asleep watching it. Andy's collection while very feminine lacked any pop. He turned off his edge way too much. And for all his talk about his hertitage - nothing said Laos much less SE Asia. It literally looked like breezy fashion in a Seattle-kind-of-state palatte.
Mondo's legs were a mess - literally. His collection was fun but rather muted as well. The looks were very paired down. For every fun piece, there was usually a few messy pieces from him. And that was his collection - an unfocused mess.
Heidi's love for Mondo was not enough though to save him from his fate. 2nd place to the Irina redux.
The Gretchen.
There is a person I work with occasionally who is incapable of seeing anything beyond themselves. Me me me. Gretchen took what was Irina's really irritating personal style (Irina won a few seasons back) and made it much more front-and-center. Whereas Irina just stared at people with intense contempt and relished being "the bitch who made great clothes", Gretchen felt it was much easier just to be the bossy 5-year old girl who makes great clothes - Gretchen was Vesuvian in her projection of views regarding everyone about everything. An Etna-esque sputtering of some venom is fun but week after week of managing to talk about everyone else's stuff and STILL manage to start each sentence with "I" was just grating.
With no Top Chef and no Project Runway and our first freeze last night - looks like it is time to start reading and blogging again.
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