So… I finally got to cast on with the awesome squishy yarn DanD gave me for Christmas last year (what can I say? I’m picky about clothes, and it took me awhile to find the right sweater pattern) just as The Boy and Chrispy took off for their hockey game. Gifted with the power to Watch Whatever I Would, I was by that time far too comfortably settled with my yarn to relocate down a floor to the pvr to watch my beloved House. So, standard fare TV it was.
Did you know that there is really nothing on TV on Monday nights at 9:30? There really isn’t. That, at least, is how I am going to justify my having watched half an episode of Project Runway Canada. (Looking at Global’s site, I see that I watched Episode three of the most recent competition.)
In the episode I watched, Christie got canned, which was unsurprising since she spent that whole half hour in tears. The girl acted like she knew she had it coming… why wouldn’t they have thrown her off? Having said that though, I was hoping that it would be Jeff. Any guy who runs out of material and time (apparently in multiple challenges) and winds up glueing his dress together in sloppy fashion? I think deserves to get axed more than the girl who’s got good sewing skills but maybe some confidence issues.
Anyway. I was vindicated to see via today’s browsing that apparently Sunny won the challenge. It was really no contest though — the guy thinks like a designer. On last night’s show, when the models hit the stage, Sunny’s was the only outfit that looked like something no normal human would wear: i.e. something that belongs on a runway.
That’s my plebian take on fashion anyway.
The moral of the story? Self: install a dvd player upstairs; jeebus.