Thursday, January 05, 2006

Why I love "Project Runway"

So, yesterday I mentioned my unreasonable addiction to a little show on Bravo called ”PROJECT RUNWAY.” I’m not entirely sure why I’m so in love with this show – after all, the people on it are INCREDIBLY annoying, but I still can’t stop watching. I suppose one reason is that not only do I love fashion, but I REALLY love to hate bad fashion. And there’s a LOT of bad fashion on this show. It is interesting to see how the designs turn out as they come down the runway after having seen them in the “assembly” phase, too.

Last night’s “challenge” was to design a party dress for Nicky Hilton. Nicky was a guest judge on the show and made the final selection of the winner. Before the designers started, they were each given a “dossier” (and why they used this word when Ms. Hilton is not a CIA agent or international terrorist, I’ll never know, but whatever) about Nicky and her personal style. It included a couple of pictures of her in some designer dresses and a letter from her to the designers in which she describes herself as having “exquisite” taste.

Okay, first of all, that’s not something that one says about oneself. That’s a compliment, that, if one is lucky, gets paid to one by someone else as in “My dear, that dress is lovely. You have exquisite taste.” Second of all, one of the pictures of Nicky in the “dossier” (I keep laughing every time I think about that) is of her wearing this incredibly ugly black Chloe dress. So, obviously, her taste is not “exquisite” 100% of the time. She’s also got her hair dyed this weird shade of dark chocolate brown that looks TOTALLY fake with her skin and eye color. I get that she’s trying to not be Paris’s clone, but with the kind of bucks she has, you’d think she could at least afford a top-notch colorist who could successfully talk her out of bad hair choices. Finally, Nicky appeared in two different outfits on the show. One was some kind of weird, pastel, throwback-from-the- 80’s-sweater with gigantic buttons down the center and a placket that didn’t even hang straight. The second outfit was even worse. She wore one of the hippy, boho-chic crap floaty skirts that are so popular (although I don’t know why) right now and paired it with a tank top that was tie-dyed in shades of black, gray and white. Maybe she forgot to look up the definite of “exquisite” before she wrote that letter? Someone should buy the poor, deprived girl a dictionary.

And while we’re on the subject, I seriously don’t get why the Hilton sisters are so famous. I mean, yeah, so they’ve got a gadzillion dollars, but really…is that enough to make people so obsessed with them? *Shakes head in disbelief*

Oh, and one last tidbit about Nicky. Although she’s trying to look different than Paris by having the dark hair (blech!), she’s copying her in another respect by trying to popularize her own catch phrase. Paris is known for saying “that’s hot” and Nicky has chosen “I love that” as her catch phrase. As each designer came up to her on the show to present their creation, she had the following responses:

1. “I love that.”
2. “I totally love that!”
3. “Love it” (an ingenious variation)
4. “I sooooo love that!”
5. “Loooooove that!”

My brain hurts. Really. Could whoever signs up to send her a dictionary include a thesaurus as well? Thanks. I may survive now.

In the end, Guadalupe got kicked off the show last night for creating what was possibly the ugliest monstrosity of a dress I’ve ever seen. Although, frankly, I thought that Marla should have been tossed, too, for her blatant rip-off of the ugly Chloe dress shown in the now-infamous “dossier.”

Damn, I love this show!

KJ

P.S. I almost forgot to say "way to go Texas!" I just love me a good ol' fashioned Trojan ass-kicking because no one deserves it more than they do. And yes, I went to UCLA. So?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

lol; poor ty was so sad sc lost. he went there. me, i went to uta, so i was all, go longhorns! but truthfully, the only reason i cheered for them is because vince young is an insanely good qb.

jenie