If Tim Gunn suggested to the proverbial hare, “I think you have more work to do. Is this the best time for a nap?” would the recalcitrant lepus shake off his yawning siesta and leap with his long hind legs to the looming finish line? Just how valuable is criticism, and who hears it? We [...]
Can you imagine if you were in your house, and the doorbell rang, and it was Tim Gunn? Wouldn’t you be just the happiest person in the world? Or would you suddenly remember that it’s been three months since you last cleaned your bathroom? (Shame on you! How hard is it to bust out a [...]
(Scene: A dim runway room. The Five are summoned by the Blonde Goddess and the Silver Fox, “hats and all.” They are a proud five, happy to have made it this far. But little do they know…) BLONDE GODDESS: Congratulations. You five survivors have earned the right to slip the dead weight off your shoulders [...]
Dear Andy Others: I have been reading your column for months, and I need your advice. You may have seen me on Project Runway. I’m Daniel, the one you liken to Hercule Poirot, Salvador Dali and Snidely Whiplash. What have you got against mustache wax? Anyway, here’s the situation: This week, the judges again re-combined [...]
Did you think this was a show about fashion? Oh, foolish you. The clothes in this show are like the plot in a Cole Porter show: the flimsiest wisp of a pretense. What matters is the singing! Or in this case, the drama. [Note to self: pitch a reality show to the networks [...]
Our dedicated judges are looking out for us. Photogenic professionals Heidi Klum, Nina Garcia and Zac Posen wish to coax the best designs out of everyone, so they hand-pick this week’s two teams to ensure the perfect complement of design skill, taste and style. Fittingly (har-har – fittingly!), it’s how I imagine a papal conclave [...]
Treadle, thimble, toil and trouble! Needle poke and cauldron bubble! There’s much ado about fashion on Project Runway this week, when our contestants work their magic on the age-old problem of old age, hoping for a Cocoon-like transformation through a fountain of youth. I guess cat sweaters and polyester slacks don’t cut it anymore. Sorry, [...]
Nighttime covers Manhattan like a royal blue cashmere robe. Wait, what? Nighttime? Don’t we usually start this show over sunny coffee and Pop-Tarts at the Atlas apartments? Not this time, my friend. Apparently, it’s still last night, and there is something so pressingly dire we can’t let our fatigued designers go home yet. Doesn’t this [...]