We’ve almost made it, my darlings. We’re almost there–this season is so very close to being over and done with. I have never dreaded a Project Runway finale (or rather, first half of a finale) so much as this one. I wonder why? I wonder what’s missing from this particular season that is usually the highlight of the finale? Hmmmm…
Sigh. Well at least there’s Mondo? And Austin? I swear to Dog if Michael isn’t the first one denied the win, I will…ack who am I kidding? I’m still going to tune in next season. I’m already fantasizing about Nina Garcia’s horror-stricken face and Queen Tangerine’s shrieky quips about matronly prostitutes or whatever and Heidi saying that she’d love to wear that top that barely covers one’s nipples. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Or something.
Grab a drink (or eight) and prepare yourself for the emotional and visual anguish that is the penultimate episode of Project Runway All Stars. Join me in the comments at 9EST/8CT.
