Apparently I’m both a bad gay and a bad blogger (but you already knew one of those). Little did I know that Kathy Griffin was nominated for both her reality show AND her comedy special “Straight to Hell.”
In light of this news (which isn’t actually news, but… you know… ok, shut up…), here’s a really funny part of an interview that she did with Defamer.
I’m a double Emmy nominee. Can you believe this shit? Can I tell you the press release that Bravo wouldn’t let me do? Because they said they wanted something to put out there when I got the news today. And my official statement was, “Does this mean I can go to Lifetime and get more money like Project Runway did?” I thought that was funny, but today I heard from my publicist that Bravo won’t release that. So I said somebody with a sense of humor should release it, then.
The mystery is over. We’ve finally met the cast of Project Runway 5 and
Let’s dive right in, shall we?
First of all, these repurposing challenges are always my favorite ones. I suppose it’s because I really, in the end, know nothing about fashion and because really, in the end, care fairly little about fashion that I find this exercise the most fun. It’s not anything people are used to — it’s really a fusion of fashion design and craftiness — so I like seeing all the crazy stuff they come up with.
Sadly, few designers were super-ambitious. Even the winner, Kelli, used what was essentially a fabric substitute in the form of vaccum bags. Despite themselves, even safe material decisions didn’t prevent some designers from going off the rails of good taste and decency. As always, it’s much more fun to discuss the
Above, you’ll find the three most jarringly awful creations of the evening, belonging to Blayne, Jerry and Stella respectively. Blayne’s creation was bad enough that I received a text message from a friend (who texted me like she knew there was nothing else I could be doing at that time — which is technically untrue, as I could have been engaging in my other favorite pasttimes like blogging or drinking myself into oblivion) reading: “”What the fuck did Blayne make??” It prompted the response: “I think it was an emu. Inside out and exploding.”
Stella’s design, on the right, was stunning in its cleavage-killing, mistress of the dark gothness. I respect that she actually hated it too, though. I can’t imagine her number won’t be up soon, but at least she had the good sense to be humbled by it.
Finally, there was Jerry’s mess. I haven’t seen one garment on Project Runway described as befitting a serial killer before, so this was a first. Perhaps it’s that insinuation that caused me to think of the movie Dr. Giggles throughout the whole runway show. Between the serial killer vibe and the gloves and the fact that she sort of looked like some sort of medical professional, I had this image in my head of that movie’s titular character sashaying down the runway with a stethoscope and bloody cleaver. (For those of you who don’t recognize that movie, see its IMDB here. It involves a doctor. Who giggles. And kills people.)
See his weirdly gracious exit interview below, where he basically says “I’m sad to be going, but I’m just glad everyone else gets to keep being awesome.”
