Archive for August, 2009

It’s back

As I was watching Project Runway last night, I thought, “This is really great.  I love this show!”  And then I nervously waited for the judging to begin.  And as I watched, I breathed a little easier.  It felt right.  It felt normal again.  I texted Kristin that I was really into the episode, and worried what her response would be.  But she, too, was ecstatic.  Project Runway is back.

Spoiler alert: If you haven’t seen episode two of the new season, season six, and don’t want to know details, read no further.

[I will also put in a side note right now to space off the details from the disclaimer.  I’m in a piss-ass mood because the same old dude who just needs to retire has, once again, insulted my aptitude as a board member.  In fact, he did so in this way: when told that I was dealing with a DOJ-specific problem, he replied, “That’s a comforting thought. [NOT!]”  I wish I could write like that.  I also wish that I could be so blatantly cruel to people that work hard to preserve jobs and save the union money, two things he didn’t do a thing about when he was on the board.  In fact, what did he do?  Oh yeah, sent out random, incoherent messages about the board’s to-dos, but only for those few meetings that he actually attended.  So angry.]

Ok, back to PR.  They’ve never done a maternity challenge before, have they?  I thought it was brilliant.  I actually thought most of the designs were truly charming.

Discussing the final six (the best three and worst three): I pretty much agreed with the judges’ choices. 

Louise’s dress/lingerie was truly pretty and looked like it must have taken forever.  I also like how she thought about how the preggers’ woman’s boobs would get bigger and incorporated pleats in the bodice to accommodate that.  But, it wasn’t my favorite color and actually, despite being one color really, seemed a little busy for me and, yes, a little negligee-y.  So, it was good she was in the top three, but also good she was the third best.

Althea.  Holy cow did I love that dress.  I love that it was a maxi, I loved the strappings, I loved the stripes.  I just loved it.  I thought it was so fun and looked so comfortable and chic.  The criticism of the cups being a little small for a pregnant lady was fair, but her model wasn’t actually pregnant so I thought it looked good.  Had she made the cups bigger, it might not have looked so good on the runway.

Shirin.  She made a coat.  And it was lined.  I don’t even think I need to say more.  I mean, a COAT!

Ra’mon.  Bad, but really — not THAT bad.  I mean, it was clearly a mistake but he kinda realized it.  I’m not defending it because it was pretty dumb, but it wasn’t a total disaster.

Mitchell’s was pretty close.  I actually loved the idea and the shorts were such a cute way to go, but the execution was poor.  From far away it looked pretty chic, I thought.  But the closer you got, the more you realized it was just off.  The shorts were obviously a disaster.  If he really doesn’t know how to sew, I don’t know how much further he’ll be able to get.  He needed to tighten up the shorts, and maybe even put them in just khaki fabric, too.  I think the sweater was ok, but maybe it should have been more of a sheer, ivory poncho and the t-shirt could have then been a cute camisole in either black or white.  That could have been cool.

But it goes without saying (though I will) that Melvin’s was a total stupid-ass outfit.  An egg?  It totally looked like she had the baby covered in the sling and then was wearing boring leggings.  It wasn’t the least bit flattering or chic.  And why on earth when people get kicked out for being so dumb do they always have to say, “I guess America’s just not ready for me.”  Give it a rest.  You wanted to make her chicken thigh pants.  Whatever that means.  You have no idea what looks good, you just want a theme.

Did you see the Models aftershow?  The show’s pretty pointless, except for the part when you get to see which designer chooses which model (something that was part of PR itself when it was on Bravo), but it was funny to see all of the models shocked and outraged when Mitchell was safe and Melvin was auffed.  I guess they preferred the thought of looking like a big egg than wearing ill-fitting, transparent wear. 



Here are some recent musings on which I would very much appreciate some comments and discussion.  Otherwise, I’ll feel like I’m talking to myself and that’s something I can do without a blog.

1.  The Packers looked soooooooooo good these last two games, but I don’t think I can really talk about this because it makes me nervous to have two preseason games yet to go.

2.  I understand just about nothing about this health care debate.  I am sure there is something there to understand, but I feel like so much about the health care industry is shrouded in mystery and wrong information.  For example, why do things have to cost so much?  I’m not convinced there’s necessarily an inherent cost in lots of health care, as opposed to just a manufactured cost.  Additionally, lots of people blame malpractice insurance for the high costs, and while I don’t know how much insurers charge, I’m pretty sure that litigation costs are a tiny fraction of the overall industry costs.

3.  I saw two super fun movies last weekend: (1) The Hangover and (2) The Perfect Getaway.  I really had a great time watching both of them, especially after we moved out of the balcony at The Hangover where some genetically-challenged man kept screaming, “Holy balls!”

4.  Project Runway.  I’m pretty glad the gal who got auffed did, but I wasn’t overly impressed with any of them.  Too early to say much, other than that their new studio space is nice and I’m happy there’s a Mood in L.A.  Why?  I have no idea.

5.  Also, this is a job I did not know existed.


You know, I love a good human interest story as much as the next person, and in this age of declining newspaper sales and, well, newspapers, maybe small-market journalists would be better off staying close to home and reporting on local flavor, but this is pushing it.  This is the big story on the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel’s online paper today.

I’m really disappointed in the papers in Wisconsin these days.  I used to subscribe to the Capital Times and while I acknowledged that it was a pretty bad paper, the poor quality had its charms.  Paragraphs were often repeated several times, stories often had no conclusions or discernable points, and local news could be about something as inane as me.  Well, it never quite reached that level, but it teetered close to the line.  But now, with only the State Journal and the Journal Sentinel left, I feel lost.  No question, the Milwaukee paper is way better than Madison’s version (putting aside today’s ridiculous story), but when I want daily Madison news, I’m left with the cold, charmless and incomplete State Journal.

Thank goodness for the Isthmus.

Burned, take twenty-seven

Favre.  That’s really all I can say right now. 

Well, and this: what an ^%$#&*(%.

Two weeks back

So, I’m back from two weeks’ vacation and am happy to be home. I adore vacation, but sometimes the best part is coming home. Seeing puppy and sleeping in my own bed (not in a hotel, a cabin, someone else’s bedroom) is so lovely. I took about a billion pics and am trying to figure out how to organize and edit them. I’ve decided to upgrade on Flickr to Flickr Pro, which costs $25 a year (as opposed to being free), but lets you upload as many pics as you want and create sets and all sorts of funness. I also — being the whimsical person I am — joined Picnik, which lets you edit photos in way cool ways and links to Flickr (as well as Facebook and a million other places). Ah, the internets.

Anyway, so I’m up to my ears dealing with my amateur pics, but I want to say, please wait on the edited ones and check back.  Not that they’ll be great, but they’ll be better than what Flickr’s showing you now.  It’s my fault — not Flickr’s (don’t hate me, my love!) — and soon I’ll fix it.

In the meantime, highlights from my trip: (1) seeing Kristin’s awesome apartment and her in her element there and trekking around pretty Brooklyn and eating in restaurants where people smiled at Sconnie me; (2) drinks with Fee’s friend Carla while we were drenched in Manahattan rain, and seeing my long-lost beloved friend, Heather, in Bryant Park with sweet potato fries; (3) playing the license plate game; (4) Andrea and Scott’s wedding, which was unbelievably lovely and simply perfect; and (5) Presque Isle; always home.  Basically, the best thing was seeing friends I met in my late teens or early twenties and feeling just as proud to be their friends as I ever did.  More, actually.  I am so blessed with good friends.  Even if they’re spread out all over the world (and so many in NYC!), I will always feel that they are a part of me.  I will always be grateful that they have let me be a part of their lives.  It’s a gift I don’t take lightly.

Folks?  I need to hear from you.  How has your summer been?  Best moments?  The ranking in Best Summers Ever?  Great moments?  I miss you.

August 2009

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