Ok, runway junkies. In case you missed it, here's the best of last week's Project Runway right off the bat. Trust me when I tell you that everything else is just gravy.
So in the middle of breaking up a raging fight over the sewing machines between Angela and Jeffrey (yes, the sewing machine wars have begun), Michael busts out with this classic bit of homespun wisdom in Angela's defense:
"Everybody tryin' to gang up on her just for thrills and giggles... that's just not cool... I'm not tryin' to play Captain Save-a-Ho, as we say in the hood, or you know, or whatever..."
Captain Save-a-Ho!? OMG, can I make that my new Halloween costume?
For more on the sewing machine fight to the death (oh ya, and to see who won and lost), read more.
So if you couldn't see it in person, here's the gist of the Sewing Machine Wars:
Ang: That's not fair! I didn't mess up this machine, it was just getting messed up!
Jeff: It was working fine when I got off it...
Ang: SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!
Jeff: I'm entitled to not like you right?
Ang: Just don't accuse me of things I didn't do!
You get the idea.
And with that bit of melodrama out of the way, let's get back to basics. Last week's challenge was to create an updated look for a style icon. The producers turned the tables as (gasp!) the models chose not only their favorite designer, but the fashion icons -- Madonna, Katherine Hepburn, Jackie O, etc. -- to remake for the runway. (We are pleased to report that, contrary to popular belief, the models are able to actually form words and and make decisions and stuff.)
Diane von Furstenberg, a fashion icon herself, appeared as the guest judge. Please note that Michael Kors has safely escaped his tanning booth to rejoin the pantheon of gods in the fashion world.
Happily, Michael won with this amazingly hot pair of hot pants to remake Pam Grier. So Foxy Brown meets Beyonce! Bravo!
And now we tip our hats to another poetic turn of phrase from Jeffrey to describe Bradley's losing Cher design: "I got one word for Bradley's top - 'Super-cali-fragilistic-expiali-CRAZY.'"
Not a chance Cher would be caught dead in this hefty bag of a top. In the immortal words of Michael Kors, "The crotch on those pants is insane."
Poor Bradley. Yes, you were overwhelmed. Yes, you seemed emotionally unstable. Yes, you rarely if ever seemed fully sober. But we were pulling for you in a bunny-with-a-broken-leg kinda way. You know it won't end well, but you still can't help wishing it could get better.
"Given where I'm at, I did what I did, and that's it. Ya know, I'm going home."
May the force be with you, my friend.
For another take on the events of the week, check out the blog over at Four Four. He rocks the photoshop!