Well kids, I'm Kevin Van Valkenburg, sports writer in my spare time, but Project Runway blogger at heart. And as my favorite cheesy Swedish heavy metal band, Europe, would say...
It's the final countdown! (Da da da daaaaa! Da da da da daaaaaa!) It's the final countdown!
This season of Project Runway has been, I think we'd all agree, a bit uneven at best. A little soulless, even, almost like its Los Angeles locale. As much as I've enjoyed it for comedic purposes, ultimately we're left with three designers I can't quite figure out how to love, for either personal or professional reasons. I suppose if I wanted someone interrogated and waterboarded, Irina would be a great ally because she'd never flinch. (If this fashion thing doesn't work out, she definitely has a potential career as a villain-for-hire.) And I guess Carol Hannah is the dorky, but adorable little sister most of us never had. But as we wrap up this season with a two-parter in Bryant Park, I'm going to confess I can't wait for the show to get back to New York full time.
But the saving grace is that the penultimate episode each season -- where Tim Gunn knocks on your door -- is always one of my favorites, so as Michael Buffer would say, let's get ready to
rumble recaaaaaap!
This episode begins with Tim and Heidi giving their usual cheery instructions, letting the designers know Tim will be dropping by, blah, blah, blah. But then, something surreal happens. Tim and Heidi go behind the silhouette screen and start freak dancing on one another. I'm nearly at a loss for words. It's like walking in on your parents and catching them passionately making out. I'm going to be traumatized for the rest of the episode.
Cut to talking heads by Althea and Irina, during which they express how much they'd like to murder one another and dump the other’s body in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. But of course, they pretend to be all Babysitter's Club BFFs to one another's faces.
"Althea and Carol Hannah are intimidated. They're expecting me to take the big guns to Bryant Park but I'm brining a tank. I'm taking the whole army," Irina says.
I think it's awesome that Carol Hannah's fantasies growing up probably involved Barbie and Ken sharing a South Carolina beach house and 13 kids, while Irina's seem more likely about leading the Georgian army to victory in battle over the Russians.
Fast forward several months, as the designers need time to put together their collections and Heidi needs time to get pregnant again. Tim begins by visiting Carol Hannah in the suburbs of New York City, where she's staying in a friend's house that looks like it could belong to the Drapers on Mad Men. I bet some nights when she's sewing, CH looks out the window and imagines John Hamm knocking on her door and caressing her check. It's a shame Don Draper seems like more of an Irina kind of guy, but you never know. He might hit it anyways.
Tim -- who, by the way, looks the way Irving Berlin looks in my head -- trudges through the snow, and greets Carol Hannah with a warm hug. She informs Tim she moved to Draperville because there were too many distractions in Charleston, and on the way up North, she stopped by Duke University for inspiration. The result was a purple mess that Tim calls an ice skating outfit. (See, this is what happens when you listen to Mike Krzyzewski, Carol Hannah. FAIL!)
Before Tim departs, he puts on an apron and lends a hand in the kitchen, because Carol Hannah's family has flown in from South Carolina to give him some southern hospitality. Watching Tim delicately make perfect biscuits with a wine glass only makes me wonder if there is anything he can't do. Seriously, the man could out-Martha Martha Stewart while wearing a tailored suit. I wish President Obama would appoint him to be America's Czar of Class and Fabulousness.
Carol Hannah's family talks about her journey from nerdy Southern girl to Project Runway finalist and her dad compliments her in a way that almost makes me cry. (In my defense, Christopher would have been bawling by this point.) Then, she and Tim go make snow angels in the front yard. At least that's how I'll choose to remember it.
Cut to the Upper East Side of Manhattan, where Tim is visiting Irina. She buzzes him in to her fourth floor walk-up instead of meeting him at the front door, which I can only assume is a power play. Irina's dog Princess meets Tim at the door and tries to warn Tim that Irina plans to tie him up and torture him into liking her designs, but Tim is either unafraid of the danger that lurks inside Irina's lair, or he doesn't speak poodle. I can't tell.
Irina tells us she's been making T-shirts inspired by Coney Island, where she grew up after her parents moved from The Republic of Georgia. Seriously, Coney Island? Was Irina's dad a carney? This is so disappointing. I always assumed he was like an arms trader or a thumb breaker for the Georgian mafia. I suppose he still could have been a point shaver who worked with Stephon Marburry. That would make me feel a little better.
The rest of Irina's collection looks pretty solid, although it has a lot of fur for my tastes. Tim meets up with Irina's friends and family at a restaurant, and it turns out that she has an equally beautiful sister. It makes me wonder if Lifetime would ever consider a “Keeping Up With The Shabayevas” reality show. I would totally watch that with Irina's dad, Aron, playing the Bruce Jenner role. He is everything I hoped he would be. The producers flash a picture of him holding his daughter at one point, and he was rocking a perfect Tom Selleck mustache.
Even though Irina's family speaks pretty passable English, Project Runway still decides to use subtitles when they talk, which seems a little offensive. Irina's mom recounts a conversation with her daughter she had recently where Irina mentioned she was stressed out, and Marianna Shabayeva told her "You have to win. You have no choice." It's hard to tell if this was meant as encouragement or as a threat. I guess it was lost in translation.
A handsome African-American gentleman sits next to Irina during the entire lunch, but he is neither identified nor allowed to speak. I assume he's Irina's boyfriend, but she has frightened him into silence.
Next, it's off to Ohio where Tim is visiting Althea. For some reason, her studio is in the dingy loft (or basement, I'm somewhat unclear) of an industrial warehouse and I'm briefly worried that Tim might be walking into the Dayton, Ohio version of Fight Club. (Look out Tim! Althea's other personality might be evil Kenley Collins!)
Althea shows off her designs by trying some them on for Tim, which seems like the kind of advantage Jay McCarroll never had in Season 1. Tim doesn't seem too impressed with whatever it is Althea's doing, and honestly, neither am I. At one point, we see a sequined top that I bet Liza Minelli would love. I guess she'll just have to copy whatever Irina comes up with once she gets to New York.
At Althea's parents’ house, we meet her boyfriend, who seems to have borrowed a sweater from LaVar Burton's dressing room on the Reading Rainbow set. We do see some pretty cute pictures of Althea as a kid, and I briefly feel bad for not liking her very much. I quickly get over it though because I'm a bit unnerved by how much Althea's dad looks like Bob Bowman, Michael Phelps' swim coach. Having spent the last several years covering Phelps, I suddenly wish he could have been a guest judge this season, just because seeing him sit unshaven and sneering next to Zooey Glassner would have made my day. He couldn't be any worse that Lindsey Lohan.
Uh oh! Seems Irina can't use her Coney Island T-shirt design because it's trademarked and the producers think that will be a form of cheating. What a delicious bit of irony.
J'accuse, Ms. Shabayeva! The alleged victim of design theft has been unmasked as a perp herself!
Even though Irina and Althea hate one another's guts, when they both arrive in NYC at the same time, they kiss one another on the cheek the way Tony Soprano and Phil Leotardo used to greet one another. They're staying at the Grand Hyatt, which seems like a bad choice by the Project Runway producers. That's a lot of Marriott points they're missing out on.
Irina and Althea sit down on the couch to wait for Carol Hannah to arrive. Here is a rough transcript of their awkward conversation:
Irina: Where do think Carol Hannah is? I would like to murder you before she gets here so there are no witnesses.
Althea: That's a good question. I hope Carol Hannah is O.K., and that she gets here soon so I can recruit her in a plot to asphyxiate you in your sleep.
Tim finally arrives to inform the dueling divas that Carol Hannah has a stomach virus that is contagious. You can immediately see the compassion drain from both their faces as the prospect of Carol Hannah passing along her illness to them becomes apparent.
"What if it's only two people?" Althea asks Irina after Tim departs.
"If it's just the two of us? We'll either become best friends or the worst enemies," Irina says.
Hmm. Which one to bet on? Such a tough call.
Cut to the workroom at Parson's. Oh New School, how we've missed you. And guess what? Carol Hannah arrives! She says she's spent the last two days barfing into a toilet. Irina and Althea nod with fake sympathy. Tim checks in to comment on the designers’ collections, and he turns up his nose (thankfully) at Althea's Liza Minelli tribute.
"Maybe if your grandmother were here, she could wear this," Tim says. Oh snap!
But Tim isn't done. He says Althea's collection has no cohesion because, while some of it looks fashion-forward, other parts of it look "borderline Hillary Clinton." Wait, is Tim suggesting Althea's clothes are what you wear if you want to make up a story on the campaign trail about dodging sniper bullets in Bosnia? I wish Gordana was here to set me straight.
Tim gives Carol Hannah some ho-hum advice, and she seems like she'll be mostly O.K., but the real entertainment comes when he gets a look at Irina's unfinished collection. It seems to have been inspired by Cormac McCarthy's novel,
The Road. It's black on black with black trim. Even her two gray pieces, which I guess are supposed to lighten the mood, remind me of ash and soot and end of days.
This episode is so stuffed with awesome that I'm afraid I'm going to have breeze past the model casting. Here is a quick summary: All three designers chose tall, skinny girls. I didn't see that one coming.
Well, well, guess which fashion-crime fighting team is back together again and paying a surprise visit to our designers? Michael Kors and Nina Garcia. I'm suddenly liking Irina's chances a lot more since both Michael and Nina are dressed in black from head to toe. But I start having second thoughts when it appears that Nina and Irina are eyeing one another like jungle cats.
Michael then says something that I'm fairly confident is not so much design advice as it is his erotic Hugh Jackman fantasy. I swear to God, this is his verbatim quote: "In a weird way, think about taking us on a ride. The first look has to wow us. Wake us up! But then, let us take a breath. Down, up, down, up."
Nina warns Irina that an all-black collection will be difficult to judge editorially. And of course, Irina takes this advice to heart and vows to switch things up, because she knows somewhere down in her cold, black heart that Nina is right.
Just kidding!
"I disagree with Nina about having an all-black collection," Irina says. "I know she's a judge, but color just doesn't fit in with what I'm doing. I think I'm going to keep it the way it is."
There is a brief model fitting, and then a non-surprise surprise that everyone should have seen coming: Heidi arrives to inform the designers that they have to create one more look for the runway show. (At this point, wouldn't you just have an extra outfit stuffed in your bag? This has only happened the last five seasons.) Also, because Lifetime still needs to drum up a plot for Models of the Runway, the designers’ models will be casting for the 13th look. Somehow Heidi manages to convey all of this without cue cards, but the delivery is not pretty. She seems uncomfortable interacting with designers when they're not bending down to kiss her cheeks auf wiedersehen.
But wait! Another non-surprise surprise! Gordana, Logan and Christopher are here to help with the final outfit. The only suspense with the pairings was which designer was going to pick Logan first, Althea or Carol Hannah, and it turns out to be Althea. Chin Beard -- I'm sorry, Christopher -- ends up with Carol Hannah and the different generations of Bond Girl villains, Irina and Gordana, are again reunited. (Reunited and it feels so evil!)
Heidi and Tim kiss on the lips before Heidi leaves, and it's just as awkward as it was when they were freak dancing at the beginning of the episode. If I were Seal, I'd insist on DNA testing for his and Heidi's next kid, especially if it comes out with silver hair and impeccable taste in suits.
Quick trip to Mood. Running, running, no one helping. (Glad to see the staffers at Mood: NYC are as haughty and lazy as the ones in Mood: L.A.)
Bryant Park looms, and the episode ends with Carol Hannah ralphing into the toilet. Althea puts ice on her neck, and then in the preview for next week, we get a shot of Heidi dressed like Cindy McCain in a gaudy pink pantsuit. Considering this was filmed last fall during the election, to me it looks like Heidi backed the wrong horse. Whose fashion-forward now, Heidi? We all know Michelle Obama Purple is in. Which means, unfortunately, you're out.
Until next week!
It's the final countdown! (Da da da daaaaa! Da da da da daaaaa!)