The bad boy wins in the end...

Well, another cycle of "Project Runway" has come and gone. Congratulations to Jeffery Sebelia for getting through Angela and her mom, the "outsourcing" controversy, and Laurie in general.

I'm sorry for not commenting more on Project Runway throughout the season. With the plethora of blogs, both fan made and from the actual contestants, having me post about them would seem redundant. That, and I haven't been watching it as religiously as past seasons (well, actually, I don't watch anything except for the news, FoodTV, and "The Soup" on E! with local boy Joel McHale). This season didn't really have anyone to cheer for at the beginning. Season two had Nick, the lovable, yet at the same time, very dishy gay best friend that any hag would want as their fag. Season one had Austin, where you are always wondering if he will come out with more makeup than his model will. Season three had the bitchy (Angela and Laurie), the crazy (Vincent), the bad boy (Jeffery), the arrogant (Keith and Malan), and all the likable ones all took their sweet time to get face time with the camera, so they fell through the cracks (Alison and Michael). It was hard to root for someone at the beginning, but as the show progressed, Michael (I think due to him seeming like a nice guy that doesn't like confrontation, and that kick ass Pam Grier inspired fuchsia hot pants outfit) became a runaway fan favorite. Unfortunately, this didn't work in his favor.

I think Bravo didn't help in the over hyping of Michael, giving him the fan's choice award, having him show last, etc., etc. I think the pressure, and the fact that he doesn't technically do couture fashion, led to a very disappointing runway show. A lot of his stuff looked nice enough, if he was designing for Destiny's Child, Kelis, and Mary J. Blige for the BET Awards. But a lot of stuff looked too amateurish for Fashion Week. He actually showed two swimsuits!!! The white one was cool and interesting, but I swear I've seen Beyonce wearing the gold one in St. Tropez... But nothing beats the atrocity of that white outfit with gold sequined pockets. First of all, the pockets weren't even in the right place; they should be placed more over the breasts. But then putting gold sequins on them? Ugh! They might as well be Angela's crappy rosettes!

Laura, though able to make pretty dresses, rehashed everything that she has done before, only instead of a $50-$100 empire waisted, feathered, baby-doll dresses, we get a $8000 collection of lacy, empire wasted, feathered, baby-doll dresses. We knew it was coming, and that even though her tailoring is nearly impeccable, she will forever be stuck in the flapper girl 1920's when it comes to creative design. Her best dress was the one she put on her model, Camilla, which was lovely with it's slate grey color, and multicolored beating. Until you got to that goldenrod velvet belt. Leave that off, and you have a perfect cocktail dress that I would wear if I was six feet tall and weighed 115 pounds. Her worst outfit was that weird negligee dress. Was her model wearing leggings under that thing, made of black lace, a corset, and a white bra. A clear stinker if I ever saw one. It was neither attractive or sexy, and will make most men flaccid at the mere mention of it.


Uli, the South Beach loving German hippie child (as I like to call her), put out a lovely collection of re-hashes also. Everything she showed was done before, just in different crazily colored prints. What I loved about Uli is that she would often take the loudest, boldest print that you would think would never work on anybody, and somehow makes it work, and will even make the everyday woman go to her local J.C. Penny's and think, "You know what? I think I CAN pull off hot pink paisley!" Well, except for that odd Zebra striped, ready for open-heart surgery first outfit that is. Yuck! But she did have one of the most thrilling outfits of the whole group. The cute Tiger's Eye inspired dress that floated down the runway, that magically unraveled itself from it's flowy cocoon into a cute bikini. Yes, it's been done before, but not with such beauty. Too bad she lost (it was really down to the wire between her and Jeffery there for a moment), because I think her model Nazri was the best model, with all her afro goodness!


And now to Jeffery. I knew he would win because after you have excellent tailoring, you need to have a creative point of view and execution. Michael lost due to the execution and tailoring, Laura lost on the creativity, and Jeffery won out over Uli because he has that couture fashion forward sense, and looks to the past and future for inspiration, not get stuck in one era. He says that he was really inspired by Japan and it's ghost stories for his collection, and his collection was an excellent mix of punk aesthetics, balls out attitude, with a little bit of hirajuku girl tossed in for fun. I loved that cute green striped dress that his junkie...err...model wore. Each look was so different from the last that you couldn't wait for the next model to pop out. Uli, Laura, and Michael's shows seemed to whizz by too quickly, because many of thier looks were too similar, while Jeffery's show made me wish he could have churned out more stuff. Well, except for that blue dress that he made that looked like a bad Uli knock-off (the judges thought this too).

I just wish I could see what his mentorship with I.N.C. at Macy's will bee like. He seems so anti-mainstream that the thought of him working for them makes me giggle a little. He could be the next Alexander McQueen or John Galliano in a few more years, not a mainstream women's sports ware whore...

Anyways, best of luck to Jeffery!