It’s called a catwalk for a reason…

My lord. The cattiness was at an alltime high tonight.

First off…Zulema is a whore. I didn’t care for her much prior to tonight anyway…and she really just helped me to dislike her even further with her antics this evening. Starting with the walk-off. Oh. My. GAWD. What a bitch. She purposely stole Nick’s model and everyone knows it. What cracks me up is that under her tutelage, her old model was just crap…total and complete crap. But give her to Nick and slap a quality garment on her and voilá! Suddenly she’s fantastic! She’s amazing! She has great hips and walks like a star! Says a lot about a designer, you know?

Of course…the horrible thing is, Nick’s old model is really good too. And since Zulema’s karma came back with a vengeance and kicked her ass firmly off the runway, the poor model is now facing elimination…all because Zulema’s a whore. Tsk.

I have to admit, I was shocked that Zulema was booted tonight. I was damn sure Kara was gone. Her dress was so plain and uninspired, I was just SO sure she’d be out. I guess Zulema’s dress was worse than we thought.

The bonus of the evening was having the lovely Jay McCarroll as the guest runway judge. He’s so catty as well, and he called every single person on their bullshit. My god he’s just adorable…I want to bring him home and feed him sweets and show him my collection of scented candles. He’s just that damn fabulous.

The winner tonight? Bonus! Daniel won…aw! He’s so adorable, you just want to tuck him in your shirt pocket and carry him ’round all day, pausing occasionally to tousle his little brown highlighted emo mop and tweak his prominent Jew-nose. I’d tuck Andrae in the other shirt pocket and make them a little adorably portable gay pair. Anytime someone would get up in my business, Andrae’s eyes would bug out and his jaw would drop and he’d squeak “OH. MYGAWD. That SO did not just HAPPEN!” while Daniel just kinda chuckles and flashes a wry grin that says “Yeah…so cliché…”

I have to hand it to Santino tonight. He admitted he’s been sucking ass and needed to change his tune. It really surprised me because he finally exhibited humbleness that he so desperately needed. What cracked me up was that he was so excited and proud of the fabric he’d chosen…and the whole time he’s working with it, I’m thinking “Wow…that looks so familiar…have I seen that fabric before? Do I have a shirt like that?” and then during the runway Q&A, Jay said “I have four words for you…Austin Scarlett Grammy Dress” and they flashed a quick image of it on the screen and sure enough…that’s where I’d seen the fabric. Fucking MOOD…screw them for carrying last season’s pattern and material! Santino looked just floored and devastated…and I felt bad for the bastard! This man has been the bane of everyone’s existence for the past two months, and here I am feeling SORRY for the guy. Bleh.

So now we’re down to six designers. Next week looks like it’s going to be a real strain. From what I can gather, they’re forced to create garments from flowers. I don’t know if they’re real or silk. I have a bad feeling they’re fresh flowers. In which case this is going to end up looking like a drag-show version of the Rose Parade…yeesh.