Yes, The Modern Gal has a confession to make. I did not watch the PR finale tonight. I did not even try. I had a thing, and even though that thing wrapped up in time, well, I just forgot.
It's not because PR isn't important to me. It is, it really is. But I had poured over the photos of the collections when they started popping up everywhere during fashion week and had already come up with my usual decision of not having a freakin' clue which one I liked the most. I had also come to the conclusion that the judges would pick Ferosha Coutura for the win.
Damn, I'm good.
I will say, I think it's a bit ridiculous that Jillian got the boot before Rami. Everyone knows Rami is going straight back to draping now that PR isn't holding him back.
Basically, all I didn't get was the benefit of the judges comments, which I'm sure will be replayed in the thirty or so reruns in the next week.
Ok, I know for a fact that Posh does NOT like to smile because she thinks she looks ridiculous when she does. I enter exhibit one to the contrary:
Good God, I would kill for a smile like that!
4 comments:
Why in the world would she not want to look pretty instead of scary for once in her life?
love posh. love the collections. love pr. love you.
Hélène, where have you been all my life? I miss you dahling.
Je suis desole! Mais, for awhile, my job was taking priority over my blog. Tragic, I know.
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