"Project Runway."

Spoilers!

The snotty little man showed his vulnerable side... and had to be auf'd. He was so proud, and then he admitted his mommy hurt him and he wanted to show her, and then... oh, no! Evil mommy was right! You will never be a fashion designer! And the dress looked like that gelatinous tree fungus sometimes found in restaurant food you wish you didn't order. And it made one breast larger than the other: you can't do that.

Poor Malan! Didn't he kind of remind you of Heather Matarazzo in "Welcome to the Dollhouse"?

Didn't you want Angela to go? Quite aside from the way she tormented the poor Man on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, she didn't make a sketch during the 30 minute sketch period. I don't do sketches. How do you feel about long gloves? Ugh.

ADDED: Adam Bonin asks some good questions, like "Is there such a thing as too much ruching?" and "Is there a show you thought you were less likely to hear the term 'feminazi' than this one?" And I'd like to ask: Is there anything more distracting than having the word "Detroit" tattoo'd -- in large script -- on your neck? And don't say a woman's plunging neckline that reveals only the boniest possible chestal region.