A Good Wednesday, Or, Why I Love Project Runway
I have been a fan of Project Runway since its inception, in large part because of the ever-so-distinguished designers' mentor, Tim Gunn. There was one episode where I had a fit of pique directed at Mr. Gunn when he described one of the (size 6) models as 'zaftig,' but I'm willing to concede that in the world of fashion, if you're a size 6, you're pretty much this girl:
Over time, I've forgiven Tim because of the bon mots that continually fall out of his mouth. He is impeccable, a very, very dignified, stately speaker, and everything he says is imbued with incredible gravitas.
But, due to the nature of the show, last night he announced to the designers, whose task it was to design costumes for female pro wrestlers, "You have 30 minutes at the House of Spandex, and $100. Now, go."
Thank Jebus we live in a time and a place where one may visit the House of Spandex should the need arise. New York is indeed a special place.
Over time, I've forgiven Tim because of the bon mots that continually fall out of his mouth. He is impeccable, a very, very dignified, stately speaker, and everything he says is imbued with incredible gravitas.
But, due to the nature of the show, last night he announced to the designers, whose task it was to design costumes for female pro wrestlers, "You have 30 minutes at the House of Spandex, and $100. Now, go."
Thank Jebus we live in a time and a place where one may visit the House of Spandex should the need arise. New York is indeed a special place.
posted by Liz at 10:55 AM
1 Comments:
"Designers, I'm sending in your divas."
Priceless.
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