Golly Jeepers, Project Runway Season 5 done snuck up on Amanda! Rumor has it that, as a metaphorical ‘middle finger’ to Lifetime and the Weinstein brothers for buying the show out from under them, Bravo has done almost zero promotion for the latest season, which debuted Wednesday night to little fanfare (and no reviews – it appears the network didn’t even send out critic copies in advance, which is extremely rare, particularly for this type of TV). Even I missed the initial showing (I was comatose for several hours after work today due to a 5 a.m. personal training session, ack), but thanks to the fact that Bravo is fairly low-budge as far as cable networks go, they always rerun new episodes like an hour after they first air (and then every 3 hours for a week afterward)!
So, here’s your spoiler alert: bail out now if you’re still waiting for the season 5 opener to come back around on the TV rotation. For all those that dare follow, my estimation of the debut is after the jump.
So, blue cup dress. BLUE CUP DRESS, PEOPLE. To me, Daniel’s outfit was the obvious winner, although Heidi & Co. didn’t agree with me. Their winner was the vacuum bag dress designed by Kelli, and although the splattered, draped skirt was certainly very fetching, I wasn’t so much feeling the coffee filter boobie covers. Yeah, not so much.
I did, however, LOVE that they brought back Austin Scarlett from Season 1 to judge this challenge, since it was the same one that he won on the very first episode of the series. Besides, he’s the definition of the word ‘fabulous’, and I’ll take as much of him as I can get in my life.
The challenge itself, I thought, was very difficult for a first challenge – for the past few seasons, it seems like they’ve thrown the designers a softball on the first day (or at least let them design with actual FABRIC). Last night, though, they had to get all of their materials from a grocery store. What did that bring forth? Well, a lot of tablecloth dresses. None of them were terribly exciting, save for Korto’s, which I thought was impeccable (and also better than the dress that actually won, although not nearly as awesome as the blue cup cocktail dress).
None of the designers are terribly memorable yet, except maybe the gay tanorexic dude from Seattle (although apparently he’s not that memorable, because I can’t remember his name). A lot of the girls look alike – young hipsters that appear to have been plucked straight from the streets of Brooklyn. None of the clones were terrible, so it looks like I’m in for a few more weeks of being confused before they start to get weeded out. This season’s oldie, rocker chick Stella, probably needs to be put out of her misery and go back to LA to make more clothes for aging rock stars. Based on her trash bag dress tonight, it probably won’t be too long before I get my wish.
Perhaps the best part of the show, though, was that Jerry, who had been the most smug and pretentious in his intro, got booted straight off. His model looked like she was about to murder someone in a horror movie set in an abandoned hospital, and she actually LAUGHED at him when the judges were ripping him a new one after she walked. I’m also fairly sure that the paper gown I wore at the gynecologist’s office yesterday would have been more stylish, were I to add a cinching belt and a cute bag.
Overall, there were several bright spots along with the usual cabal of fringe crazies and fabulous gays. The top three tonight are definitely ones to watch for the rest of the season, but it will be interesting to see if a dark horse emerges in the next few weeks!
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