So I have a confession to make: I really love Project Runway. As I sat and watched all the personalities file in and Heidi with her mom-shag and suit of indeterminate color (red? coral? fire orange?) take the stage, I was as giddy as a 13-year-old who’s been waiting six hours for Justin Bieber. It’s just damn good entertainment. I make no apologies for my uncoolness.
Obviously there are still several weeks of Project Runway to air before the finale show. So ten designers showed full collections today as a decoy, because the public can’t possibly be trusted with such high-level information as who the real three finalists are.
The Theatre at Lincoln Center was a madhouse before the show. I saw the staff kick a pregnant woman out of a seat because it was for the sponsors. Despite her plea to allow them to let her stay until someone claimed the seat, they hauled her up and out of there.