I've finally figured out the key to enjoying this season of Project Runway: stop looking at it as a reality competition, and start seeing it as a sitcom. Because half the shit that went down that runway last night was HILARIOUS. It hurts my heart to think that Blayne, the 23-year-old tanning addict who has never heard of The Beatles, actually exists in real life. But if I think of him as a fictional, wacky next-door-neighbor, complete with his own cliched catch phrases ("Holla at your boy!" "-licious!") I can deal with him, like Jack on "Will & Grace." Same
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Eric said:
Ugh, Tahlia! Thanks for that flashback. I had seriously almost washed her from my mind. Geez,...
about "America's Next Top Model" Cycle 13: Don’t rub your boobs, OK?