A little piece of me died tonight. Project Runway ended.
I know… I know… it’s a TV show. But I am addicted. Seriously, sadly and madly addicted. Project Runway is my crack. And this crack is, indeed, whack.
I haven’t written much about this season as I did in previous years. I’m not sure why… maybe because my blogging has been so sporadic lately (hello, my last post was February 29!). Or maybe it’s because there really wasn’t much to say.
But really there was a lot to say, and people have been saying a lot, believe me. They’ve been saying how boring this season was. How un-dramatic it was. How they missed all the bitchiness and catfighting and screaming and shouting that were so apparent in previous seasons.
True, that element was missing. There was no Wendy Pepper (Season 1) trying to “play the game” her way and manipulate everyone so she could get ahead. There was no Santino Rice (Season 2) pushing everyone’s buttons– including the judges, and particularly Nina Garcia. There was no Jeffrey Sebelia (Season 3) playing the “rebel” card and rubbing everyone the wrong way, eventually winning it all anyway.
No, this time we had one standout, and he stood out from day one. A 21 year old self-proclaimed “Fierce Celebrity” (in his own head). That someone was the unstoppable Christian Siriano.
From the moment he walked into Parsons, you knew he was going to go all the way. He just had this… something. Call it confidence, call it cockiness… it was so different from all of the other contestants that you could taste it.
But little Christian didn’t just exude confidence because he thought he was great. He really was. The boy could design, construct, sew and finish an amazing garment in record time, and it was flawless from top to bottom. Oh sure he used too many ruffles and he had the occasional misstep (Prom Challenge, anyone?), but for the most part he remained true to his own vision and continually produced amazing work.
The best part about Christian, however, was his personality. Some found it grating, but I LOVED it. He was bitchy, cocky and confident, but underneath you knew he was just a kid and doggone it there was just something lovable about it. (Check out the February episode of “Feast of Fools” at the left to hear Christian talk about his Project Runway experiences with my friends Fausto and Marc!)Plus he single-handedly created the season’s lexicon of catch phrases: “Fierce,” “Ferosh,” “Stunning,” “I’m gonna die,” “I’m gonna cry,” “Tranny Mess,” and my personal favorite, “Ferosha Coutoura,” his chosen wrestling name during the WWE challenge. I especially loved that Tim Gunn (my hero) started using “Fierce” on a regular basis as the season progressed. Now that’s what I call influence.
Well the little bitch won last night. And I am so happy for the little guy.
So now what the hell am I going to do on Wednesday nights????
Just for shits and giggles, here is a great compilation of clips of Christian’s Fiercest Moments from Season 4.
Yeah… he’s pretty damn fierce.