Confession: I did not actually watch a single minute of Project Runway All-Stars. I MEANT to, and I TiVo’d it and everything…and then I just…didn’t. I read the recaps over at TLo and saw that sadly, nothing much had changed: The season started out strong and then slowly devolved into the ridiculous and arbitrary, and the Mondo-as-the-winner storyline was completely, obviously preordained. Yeah, yeah, we get it. You’re sorry about Gretchen and the granny panties. NEXT.
And I realized that maybe, just maybe, I could simply walk away from my one-time beloved-more-than-anything “no seriously it’s the best reality show on earth, you guys” Project Runway instead of forcing myself to go down with the ship, season after season. (And then writing 1,000+ word screeds on this website about Why ProjRun Is Broken And Needs To Be Fixed the day after the finale.)
But All-Stars didn’t have Tim. Project Runway Proper still has Tim.
So…is Tim enough? To sit through sixteen episodes with…these people?
From left to right: Girls With Dreads Are Always Eliminated First, Obligatory Old, Pretty Girl Who Probably Only Designs For Herself, and Buffy Spelled with an I, Sweet Merciful Christ.
From left to right: Tiny Man With a Big Scarf, He Who Is Above All This Shit That He Willingly Signed Up For, holy crap she’s wearing a HOODIE, and We Get It, Your Hair Is Very Interesting.
From left to right: Oh God It’s Gunnar Deatherage Again!, I Can’t Even With This One, It Will Take Me Six Episodes To Remember Your Name, and Britta From Community.
From left to right: Hipster Bingo, Dude Who Just Saw Kooan’s Hair And Now Haz A Sad, Nina Questions Your Taste Level and Guy Who I Would Probably Root For If He Was On Top Chef.
So basically, same old, same old.
Are we in…or are we out?