For Greg

A little Project Runway chat. I like this season and think it includes more experienced designers than any of the other seasons. Though there are a few quirky people, right now, there are no standout talents to me. I know that will change.

I was talking to Tom after last night’s episode about something that surprised me and why I think all the designers were so freaked out. Not one of the designers–at least after the “you’re in” group was moved off the runway–had applied his or her individual vision to the challenge. They were all freaked about doing menswear and freaked about Tiki Barber instead of figuring out how to put their particular spin on it. As my example, I talked about what Uli would have done last season. She’d have played to her strength and done a design she might have described as:

I pictured Tiki doing a pre-season interview on location with several Miami Dolphins players. Because he’s out of the studio and in south Florida, I wanted to put him in softer colors but with classic cuts that (blah blah blah), and I made this tie to add a little tropical element (blah blah blah).

None of last night’s designers really combined their strengths with Tiki’s profession and barely even took into account the things HE told them about what he liked or how he liked to conceal his flaws. While they were working, they barely mentioned Tiki at all.

They did, however, like those male models. So did I!

These shoes rule

I don’t know what you’re talking about in this post, but one of the most exciting things that happened in my little part of Houston on Saturday night was that Guinness…


apparently fell in love with Lindsey’s shoes. In fact, I think we all did, because it seems that at one point or another during the night, I saw each of us stick a toe in them.

I’m pretty sure these are the kinds of things the Bloomsbury Group used to do on Saturday night.

So I’m a few hours late on this…

Because I went to bed Wednesday around 8 p.m. feeling a little battered by life, I’m late on this happy birthday post to my sensational friend and writing partner, Jim, whose birthday it was Wednesday. Happy birthday, Jim! And since he once humored me by letting himself be photographed just the way I wanted him to be, I’m going to post one of those Becky-demanded photos and consider it a little gift to treebreeze, because Thursday is his birthday, and who doesn’t like a cowboy on his birthday. Happy birthday, Todd!

Hope both of you get appropriately spoiled by the people who love you, because there are so many of us in your lives.