Do you love Jesus? Well, the Gawker live bloggers don't. Oh, not Tim Tebow's lord and savior, the designer on this season of Project Runway. Look at all the funny (and mean) things they said about him last week!
And so the most important sociological experiment of our time ends not with a whimper, but a bang. Yup, Snooki and The Situation banging in the Jacuzzi. You know it's going to happen. Come, let us discuss.
Every week our commenters gather to live blog Project Runway. Look at how witty and awesome they are. So witty and awesome, you should read their best comments then come back and join them for tonight's live blog at 9pm.
We were promised an attack, people. And what happens? MTV is too chicken to air it. Oh well, we can still salvage this night by having a blast talking about the trashiest show filmed outside of a landfill.
It was a great season, even if the wrong guy won. Why not relive the highlights and join our live blog of tonight's reunion show? Just one request: No spoilers about which chubby bearded guy will win "fan favorite," OK?
It was last February that this season's final runway competition took place. So the show's editors have had nine full months to gestate and give birth the two-part final that begins tonight. Will it be a boy or a girl?
We're down to the last L.A. episode of the season, since the two-part final will be held back in the Big Apple. So we can all just imagine Billy Joel singing "Say Goodbye to Hollywood" during tonight's episode.
Hootie-hoo, crew! There's no regular Top Chef episode tonight, because—well, I don't know. WTF, Bravo? But they're airing an all-star special instead, so we're posting this in case folks want to live blog that tonight.
Happy pre-Halloween Thursday, live bloggers! As a bunch of witty folks interested in designing outfits (or at least watching others do it on TV), I'll bet you guys have some cool costumes planned for this weekend, huh?
Hi folks! Ready to fling yourself on the glitter grenade that is Project Runway? I don't know what that means—I just like the phrase "glitter grenade," and I've been looking for a chance to use it in a sentence.
You know that conflict I had after reading the post Toby Young wrote for Gawker? When I was forced to consider the possibility that he could become charming and likeable, rather than just an unfunny stooge? Well, it's over.
Well gang, we've reached the midpoint of the season and this much is clear: Never has the talent on this show been so clearly divided. You've got the contenders (the Brothers, Beardo and Jen) and the pretenders (everyone else).
Welcome back, commenters! Did you all spend your two-week break from Top Chef wisely? I spent much of mine pondering the value of the many cards which—befitting the Vegas theme—have been played so far this season.