Its a New! Slacker! Hipster! Project Runway

July 17, 2008 by Svetlana  Send to a Friend

In my world of TV hierarchy, this is all I ever watch (if it isn’t “complimentary and on demand”):

-So you Think You Can Dance (not to be confused with “Dancing with the Stars” and amazing - Wednesdays at 8)
-Law & Order SVU and Law & Order CI reruns (not the actual Law & Order and definitely not CSI anything- in reruns on Bravo and USA, on weekends)
- Project Runway (whenever it is on)

Now,last season was fun but, lets face it it was no Season 2, which as we all know, is the best season this show ever produced (with Santino and Andre and Nick and Daniel and the whole “You may cry while you cut BUT YOU ARE GOING TO CRY AND CUT!” statement.)

And now, before you could even say “Fierce” and then shoot yourself because you said it, season FIVE IS HERE.
They unleashed it onto us last night at 9 (conflicting with my “So you think you can dance” religion and my 17 unread text messages so I had to catch it at 11) and while I briefly contemplated live blogging it (but then I regained my sanity)here are the first impressions:

• This is the Project Runway equivalent of the BYT photo post (and I mean this with all the love in my heart): everyone is young or is clinging desperately onto their youth, everyone is pretty or seriously delusional about how pretty they are, everyone has delusions of grandeur and no one really plays well with others. I MEAN, JUST LOOK AT THEM:

  

  • Some stand out characters already busted out: The Manorexic AND Tanorexic AND Blonderexic Blayne from Washington State, the looks-exactly-like-Kat-Bangs Emily from Sacremento, the so-damaged-by-drugs-of-her-youth-she-can-barely-talk Stella from Queens (if you are not careful, THAT could be you), the adorable, ironic-preppy Marc-Jacobs trainee Wesley from Massachussets, the spunky single mom Korto from Liberia, the fish-out-of-water (read: old, straight and with 90s facial hair) Joe from Michigan and a cavalcade of other bright young things. All I could think of was that MAYBE, JUST MAYBE THERE WILL BE SOME MAKING OUT THIS SEASON.

• The first challenge (much like the first challenge of the first season) was to go to Gristedes and make an outfit out of whatever they found in the grocery store. Which, in this (rather painfully uninspired case) case turned out to be a whole lot of table clothes, prompting Tim Gunn to call them a bunch of slackers in the first ten minutes of the challenge, and I myself was so dissapointed in the whole situation that I almost contemplated abandoning ship and heading to that Yacht Rock night at St. EX

• What came out of the whole mess is this:

• Which was not (all that) bad and Kelly, a spunky, little rockabilly thing from Ohio won (rightfully) since she actually had a process and did not just take things and shallackle them together and Jerry, the only mohawked Asian living in Butte, Montana got eliminated for his American Psycho raincoat, rubber gloves operation which is a shame because I had pretty high hopes for Jerry on this show since he sweated a lot and seemed very eager to please, which is always fun and was kinda fun to watch him squirm. The brain-dead Stella (just say no to hard drugs kids!) got out by the skin of her teeth with the worst garbage bag operation you’ve ever seen (she’s leaving next week, unless producers decide she is too hilarious to let go off) and Daniel with his plastic cup Jessica Rabbit dress emerged as possibly well, The Daniel (Vosovic) of this season.

• Here are the winners. And the losers

All I can think about is that I sort of want that yellow dress to lounge on a rooftop somewhere in.
YOUR TURN NOW
Did you watch it?
Did you love it?
Did you hate it?
Did you hate the fact that they switched the times up on us this season?
Who was really good?
Who was really bad?
and, most importantly:
Whose eyeballs do you want to gauge with scissors?

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