the lure of summer camp

..."two weeks ago i didn't know any of these interesting, passionate souls, and now we all share wonderful memories ~ and just a few secrets ~ of our time in turks and caicos. imagine if we could bring just a piece of this paradise into our daily existence? instead of fearing others, we might enthusiastically dive into a sea of new friendships; instead of running away from frightening experiences, we might take hold of them like the trapeze bar; instead of following the status quo, we might dance out of step and laugh until it hurt. imagine if we could all be as warm, fluid and gentle as the water of turks and caicos. perhaps we should try."

reality bites

(((sigh)))

vacaciones

later sk8ters! off to turks & caicos. hopefully i'll have some great ~ and, eh, blog-appropriate ~ stories for ya'll... ;)

project runway: congrats to the serial killer!

"that guest judge jennifer lopez called in sick to the project runway finale fashion show was perhaps the last nail in the coffin for the series, which is now in it's fifth, last, and least-exciting season on bravo... nonetheless, about 600 people packed bryant park's promenade tent for the 9 a.m. taping, to see fashions that weren't worth the frenzy nor the under-eye circles. even judges michael kors and nina garcia chuckled intermittently ~ the latter was spied massaging her temples ~ during the designers presentations... korto momolu showed skill with subtly pleated, jewel-hued frocks and one beautiful floor-length aqua gown. however, it was leanne marshall's sweet-chic sculptural lineup, clearly the crowd favorite, that proved the most interesting." ~ wwd

that pretty much sums it up, doesn't it? moreover, i'm fairly confident that the aforementioned chuckling and temple-rubbing came about during joe's and/or suede's show. i can't even IMAGINE how shiteous those must have been in person. those poor judges. also, jocey had a really good point: did you notice how they didn't even bother with a reunion show this season? we're sick of them, they're sick of each other... at least we're all in agreement on that.

if you had told me two months ago that not only would leanne win, but that by the end i'd actually be rooting for her... so crazy! but naturally i liked her line the best ~ all white and t$ blue, monochromatic, and modern ~ probably because it looked like my apartment. and i must say that i thought that tia was the prettiest model to win yet! (heh heh.) seriously, remember christian's model, lisa? omg, girlfriend looked like the toucan from the fruit loops cereal box.

korto's line reminded me too much of chloe's ~ all of that heavy, shiny fabric that looked like it was better suited for drapes in some wealthy, 65 year-old widow's park avenue apartment than on a runway. and kenley... seriously, how DELUSIONAL can a person be? (even I recognized the balenciaga and alexander mcqueen rip offs, and i'm certainly not the target audience for those two designers.) then when she said to queen kors, "oh yah, i should probably take a class in fashion history..." um hello? this isn't some chanel dress from 1962 we're talking about ~ these are dresses that just came out six months ago. 

idiot! 

so i know that i speak for all of us when i say that it was certainly a pleasure to see her come in 3rd, and the utterly shocked look on her face when they didn't even HESITATE to get her smarty pants ass off of that stage.

ding dong the witch is dead! 

ok peeps, i'm outty. and despite all of my bitching, it was admittedly quite entertaining to make fun of these yahoos all season long. but don't despair! season six starts in january!

xo~

t$

separated at birth: alexander mcqueen & kenley

un.fucking.believable.

project runway: a moment of silence

squish squish.

making the band 5: tryouts!

so NOW what??? is there no more danity kane? boo! because despite what you may think, for once this isn't about reality tv. yes, it's actually about the band. yes, i really like them. granted, they're no metallica, but shit, i listened to that first cd for like a month straight. ".... la la la ONE SHOT...!" i even had a little finale party at my casa, where jocey and dt did a little dance number for all of us. it was bananas!

anyhoo, i don't think you have to be a DK fan to know that it was time for aubrey to GO. ugh. i am so over that tranny, and apparently somebody else was too. 

scripted or not, i must say i got immense pleasure from hearing diddy say to her, "what? you want ME to call YOU every time i make a decision that even remotely relates to the band? ME? i'm the mother fuckin' PRESIDENT of bad boy, and you want to me to personally call aubrey and tell her what I'M doing with MY multi-million dollar investment? um, NO.  it doesn't work like that, girlie. and you know what? i shouldn't even be HAVING this mother fuckin' conversation. so you know what? you're out. yes. who wants to go with her?" 

clap clap clap!!!!

my guess is that ebony/wanita/d. woods is going to take him up on that offer. and you know what that means! season 5 is coming! woot! 

hmmm, i wonder if that girl melissa will try out again... or taquita? taquita was fucking HIGHlarious... omg, i just had the scariest vision: kenley, completely devastated from losing project runway, realizes that she had foolishly put her other life-long dream of singing and dancing on the back burner to make alexander mcqueen rip offs, when she suddenly has the brilliant idea to keep her reality tv career going...

ha ha ha ha ha ha! omfg, NO.

project runway: little miss sunshine

omg, kenley is UNFUCKINBELIEVABLE.  didn't her mama teach her that no one likes a smarty pants? oh yes, that's right ~ she didn't have no mama. just her dad and a tugboat. wHaTeVeR. seriously, was that sad little story supposed to make me feel sorry for her? cuz guess what? IT DIDN'T.

i couldn't believe that they didn't kick her ass to the curb last night after that i-want-a-golden-goose-and-i-want-it-now! tantrum. those judges are such whores. "well, i really would like to see what she'd come up with given the chance, wouldn't you? i mean, even tho she is kind of rude...." that's bullshit. i wanted to see her dreams squashed right there on the runway!!! i was soooo looking forward to the nuclear meltdown that was about to come...

oh, wait. i get it now...  YES! they want to send her home for three months and have her spend all of that time slaving away at her reptiles from the 50's collection, meanwhile getting her hopes and self-delusion level sky high. THEN they'll tell her it's all total crap and that NOW she can go home. 

omg, that's brilliant.

my favorite part of last night was when my boy jerell got all nasty on her ass during the judging. sheesh, i must have watched that five times...

j: well i really think that i should show at bryant park (sniff sniff) because it's my life-long (sniff) dream, and and and um i just really wanna go (SNIFF!) and um if i had to pick two people to be there, it would be korto and leanne... i  mean, i think that kenley is a talented designer and all, especially considering the fact that she was raised on a boat by some straight dude in FLORIDA of all godforsaken places, but helllllllo? the 1950's are like, so, well, 195o's, and...

k: shut UP jerell!  they didn't ask you for REASONS. they just asked you WHO, you BUTTHEAD.

j: but i'm going to give them reasons, KENLEY.

k: but NO ONE wants to hear them! and what do YOU know anyway? talk about making the same dress every week...

j: shut up BITCH! you'll get your turn to talk. but now it's MY TURN.

k: blah! blah! blah! blah!

j: (tears are suddenly gone, and his inner sha-nay-nay takes over) FINE! you want it like that? alrighty then. ME. KORTO. LEANNE ~ TO.THE.PARK, YO!

clap clap clap!