Although Michael made a hideous dress, his past successes and his sincere effort allowed him to pass through on this challenge. Oh and the fact that most of the clothes in this episode were awful didn't hurt. I was scared for him for a second but I knew that the judges wouldn't let such talent go. Uli and Jeffrey were hands down the victors in this challenge. I think Uli's dress was more wearable but, to me, couture clothes shouldn't necessarily be that wearable. I always think of them as those fabulous things you see on a runway show and would laugh your ass off at someone on the street sporting the exact same garment. Maybe my definition is off. Who cares? Jeffrey went crazy with his yellow plaid print that reminded me of these awful orange plaid bellbottom pants that I had the audacity to rock in college. I wore a lot of strange things in college. I must say my taste has matured, although my affinity for embroidery and headscarves will always remain. I just won't wear it every day.
I have chosen my final PR contestants. Michael, Jeffrey and Uli. I wouldn't be all that surprised if the judges let that monstrosity called Laura in but I really hope not. An entire collection of low cut cocktail dresses would put me straight to sleep. I am really pulling for Michael to win this season. I think he is just awesome. I hope the judges don't disappoint.
As for our musical foray, only one of the original 10 songs remains thanks to Jaclyn and Stephanie. I think I'll give it until Tuesday to be guessed and then reveal it to the world. It is a rather random and obscure song though. Extra cool points to anyone who can figure it out. Two new songs to add. Horray.
1. A flask I drink of sober tea while relay cameras monitor me.
2. Standing like John Wayne she is full frame she is center stage.
3. Your Flesh Finds Me Out. Teases the crack in me. Smittens me with hope.
4. 25 years and my life is still trying to get up this great big hill of hope for a destination.
5. Beautiful girl love your dress high school smiles oh yes. Gone Daddy Gone, Violent Femmes. (although it could have been Gone Daddy Gone by Gnarls Barkley but it wasn't) Identified by Hella
And for something else totally random.
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I guess this makes sense since I went to college in NY and grew up in MN. I have no idea how that Dixie got in there though? The South scares me.