I confess, I barely know who Selma Blair is… I get all those youngish brunette ingenues mixed up. But I have to give her props for her spot-on observations during her stint as a judge on the season premiere of Project Runway:
It looks kind of small town hick outfit night at the bar.
You’d find that in a weird kind of store in the mall with a name like Dazzles… where they sell, like, wigs and dresses.
I loved how fascinating it was, and I also loathed it.
Speaking of Project Runway, if you look up “douche bag” in the dictionary, you’ll find Jason’s picture. Will someone please just smack that stupid bowler right off his head?
And I kinda have a crush on lonely little nerdy Mondo… Call me, Mondo! I’ll be your friend…
One last thing: I think there ought to be a rule that if contestants can’t pronounce Marie-Claire correctly, they should be disqualified. If Miss Klum can do it, so can they…