Project Runway: Gretchen Loses the Plot
Gretchen couldn’t decide if she wanted to be in the thick of things or out by the margins doing her own thing. She kindasorta co-signed Ivy’s accusation, mildly backing her up under Tim’s questioning, but then she turned around and did this whole “I’m reaching out and we’re healing together” touchy-feely thing with Michael. Maybe she saw the writing on the wall and realized Ivy was coming off a like a deranged little rage pixie. Whatever the reason, she backed off.
Y’know, more and more it’s looking like there’s a hair’s breadth of a difference between Christopher’s middle-of-the-road fashion and Gretchen’s. He went for the depressed girl look with this challenge and she went for full on psychiatric patient.
Because, seriously. Who submits this in a design competition? There’s no design here. These are the kinds of clothes you buy out of bins with hand-lettered, misspelled signs with lots of inappropriate apostrophes (“PANT’S for TWO DOLLAR’S”).
We wanted so much to hear the judges ask the one question that springs to mind: Who the fuck is wearing this and where the fuck is she going?” Can’t you just hear Nina asking that? They must have edited it out.
We’re thinking “Post-Viral Apocalypse Prostitute.”
It’s a look.
We’ll give her credit for one thing (aside from her sort-of apology to Michael, which struck us as a little calculating): she seemed to know she was too far outside her comfort zone to have a chance at winning this one and was quite open and respectful of all the judges’ critiques. Okay, no. Strike that last point.
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