Finally watched it last night...yay, CrazyBucket is gone! Click...dial tone...GOOD BYE. What an ASSHAT. Could he be more delusional? Does he ACTUALLY believe he has talent, or is there some sort of alien brain implant action going on there? WHO THE p*uck uses GLUE to create couture? Of course, since he was using upholstery, I suppose allowances can be made...and didn't that enormous fleurchon just make you all warm and fuzzy inside?
Poor Michael. Better luck next time, toots...the egg was a most unfortunate touch, but I have to say it didn't really make the dress any worse. Now we see our shining Knight's (tee hee) Achilles heel...having to actually pick up a needle and thread and not use Miss Singer and her sister, Mary Bobbins.
I actually did NOT hate Kayne's gown (which is unusual, since I think he's quite possibly the tackiest thing since Liberace and rubber cement...)The skirt was, in fact, downright beautiful. The top was a bit busy, but I actually liked the visible boning, and I'm sure John Galliano would have fudged his frillies over it.
Uli. Honey, we get it. You braid real purty. Look, an empire waist! Yes, you are The Mistress of The Drape. We totally understand. Make a pair of pants or a short skirt, and I'll pay attention.
Laura...oh, m'stars. Poor thing. This pregnancy is not doing her any favors...that dress was a HOT MESS. Oooh, a plain black shift dress with some ruffles on the neck and cuffs. How DREADFULLY original, Big Red. Oh so disappointing...
Jeffrey's surprised me, in that I actually liked it. It looked HOT on the American model. Jeffrey himself, however, is the world's biggest HSM (except possibly for Whitney Houston and Liza Minelli), and should be lashed to the rear of a garbage truck and driven through a hailstorm.
Someone needs to tell Mlle. Malandrino that, given her personal style choices, she's perhaps more fit to be a guest on What Not To Wear than to adjudicate a fashion program. What a maroon!
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.