Friday, October 20, 2006
Horah for the ashhole
On last night's finale of Project Runway's third season, pumped full of anxiety due to a last-minute cheating accusation and lit with the sparkle of Olympus Fashion week, finger pointer Laura Bennet busted out some pure beauty -
- and stretched herself (well, slightly) by adding some much needed Michael Knight-esque hoochiness to her otherwise frosty Fifth Avenue designs.
(sorry this one's so little)
Although Laura's pieces were meticulously elegant and occasionally stunning, it was underdog Uli Herzner’s female-friendly collection that halted steady breathing by mere turns onto a white catwalk instantly colored by the former Eastern Berliner's fresh Bohemian and Miami-inspired designs. Plus, her choice of music, upbeat, quirky, and sounding as if it derived from a woodsy European folktale, provoked easy-going strides that made fabric flow accentuating the entire collection.
Yet it was innovative Jeffrey Sebelia's collection, backed with the most obnoxious neo-gothic-we-just-worshipped-Satan-and-salughtered-a-goat crap music I've ever heard, which was full of inspiration -
(Notice the hems are zippers!)
- and, uhm, this -
- that ultimately earned him a Saturn (wah, wah, waaaaaah), cash, some contracts of some sort, and the win. A victory, I felt, was extremely satisfying.
Yes, it's true, his collection didn't inspire me to get my fat ass off the couch, Google all of his designs, and comb eBay for some of his less expensive articles like I did after randomly landing on a Guy Laroche show in 2005, but through out the season Jeffrey has designed some pieces that have never been seen before on any season of Project Runway.
Like this:
(I mean, the belt, its fantastic!)
And this:
(Who else can make something this beautiful out of those horrendous patterns? I'd like to see Chloe attempt that!)
He was never predictable (that's right Uli), always executed his final products well (that couture gown Michael made was a complete ugly), and was never a one-note wonder (feathers, sequins, high waistlines, sound familiar Laura?).
What I like about Jeffrey's designs is their "Fuck you, this is beautiful" quality that ignores typical aesthetics. I also, love the fact that he made that god-awful Angela's mother cry. Most importantly, I really appreciate the fact that the asshole won, proving that this contest was not about popularity or likeability-
- In fact, let me take a moment to remind everyone that the darling of the competition, Michael Knight, created some straight up messes:
- that will probably end up in his rumored girlfriend Brandy’s retro mid-nineties closet sometime soon (okay, I’m being mean, the Pam Greer outfit he did was really hot), but back to what I was saying….
…but was about creation. It is truly a competition about skil, creativity, and talent.
By the way…did anyone get to see the deleted scenes where Jeffrey calls out Laura’s high style and claims that if she didn’t have a rich husband she’d probably be with her six kids in trailer somewhere wearing sweat pants? Or when he talked about how Michael put up a front and that the viewing audience missed all of Michael “I love my momma” Knight’s conversations about ho’s a strip clubs?
It was deliciously wonderful.
- and stretched herself (well, slightly) by adding some much needed Michael Knight-esque hoochiness to her otherwise frosty Fifth Avenue designs.
(sorry this one's so little)
Although Laura's pieces were meticulously elegant and occasionally stunning, it was underdog Uli Herzner’s female-friendly collection that halted steady breathing by mere turns onto a white catwalk instantly colored by the former Eastern Berliner's fresh Bohemian and Miami-inspired designs. Plus, her choice of music, upbeat, quirky, and sounding as if it derived from a woodsy European folktale, provoked easy-going strides that made fabric flow accentuating the entire collection.
Yet it was innovative Jeffrey Sebelia's collection, backed with the most obnoxious neo-gothic-we-just-worshipped-Satan-and-salughtered-a-goat crap music I've ever heard, which was full of inspiration -
(Notice the hems are zippers!)
- and, uhm, this -
- that ultimately earned him a Saturn (wah, wah, waaaaaah), cash, some contracts of some sort, and the win. A victory, I felt, was extremely satisfying.
Yes, it's true, his collection didn't inspire me to get my fat ass off the couch, Google all of his designs, and comb eBay for some of his less expensive articles like I did after randomly landing on a Guy Laroche show in 2005, but through out the season Jeffrey has designed some pieces that have never been seen before on any season of Project Runway.
Like this:
(I mean, the belt, its fantastic!)
And this:
(Who else can make something this beautiful out of those horrendous patterns? I'd like to see Chloe attempt that!)
He was never predictable (that's right Uli), always executed his final products well (that couture gown Michael made was a complete ugly), and was never a one-note wonder (feathers, sequins, high waistlines, sound familiar Laura?).
What I like about Jeffrey's designs is their "Fuck you, this is beautiful" quality that ignores typical aesthetics. I also, love the fact that he made that god-awful Angela's mother cry. Most importantly, I really appreciate the fact that the asshole won, proving that this contest was not about popularity or likeability-
- In fact, let me take a moment to remind everyone that the darling of the competition, Michael Knight, created some straight up messes:
- that will probably end up in his rumored girlfriend Brandy’s retro mid-nineties closet sometime soon (okay, I’m being mean, the Pam Greer outfit he did was really hot), but back to what I was saying….
…but was about creation. It is truly a competition about skil, creativity, and talent.
By the way…did anyone get to see the deleted scenes where Jeffrey calls out Laura’s high style and claims that if she didn’t have a rich husband she’d probably be with her six kids in trailer somewhere wearing sweat pants? Or when he talked about how Michael put up a front and that the viewing audience missed all of Michael “I love my momma” Knight’s conversations about ho’s a strip clubs?
It was deliciously wonderful.
// posted by Whoreese @ 4:25 PM 
