Those of you who have escaped the addiction that is Project Runway, feel free to click away or scroll down to my thoughts on terrorism at petting zoos. As for the rest of you...Now that the first episode has aired, who is your out-of-the-gate pick for winner?
I picked Vincent, the guy who I described as "Lou Reed if he had gone with crack instead of heroin."
How did Vincent reward my support? By showing the young uns how it's done? Nah...he put a frickin basket on his model's head, gave her some domestic-abuse sunglasses and sent her out in something that looks like a maid's uniform that got left behind a dryer for a month or two. Huzzah.
But this being Project Runway, or "ProRun" as the kids are apparently calling it, he didn't get tossed. Early on in the season, they punish those who take the easy road. And I think we all know that being batshit crazy is not an easy road. So keep it up, Vinnie! Let's see if you can make it to Episode 4, when you try to wrap a dead hobo around your model and call it a summer shawl!
Oh, and Gawker leaked a little tidbit today that one of the models gets hit by a bus this season. Don't click this link if you'd rather not know who it is.
UPDATE: Had to add this summary of My Man Vinnie from MSNBC:
Make your own "basket case" joke: Vincent is the biggest wave in the ocean of crazy. His biggest problem wasn't walking a model down the runway with a basket on her head; it was not understanding why anyone might think this was a bad idea. It's one thing to be nutty, but quite another not to know you're nutty. Vincent got by this week, but unless he wises up to the fact that a basket is not a hat, he won't last long. The whole thing was still worth it just to hear Heidi say, "Can we see it once without the hat?"
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bsket-hat! popcans-money! office-submarine!!!!
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