Project Runway has quickly become one of my favorite television shows (my favorite is Daniel {swoon [too bad he's gay] }. I can't pinpoint what exactly it is about the show that brings me back each week, but I think it has something to do with personalizing fashion designers. Until now, I had been oblivious to the fact that fashion was, in fact, designed by people. Fashion, and clothing in general have never been things that I was particularly passionate about. I am happy with jeans and a t-shirt. Vogue is a magazine I read to look at the gorgeous women and wish with all my being that I was taller, thinner with brown hair - no platinum, or whatever is in fashion for a model at the moment. I always thought clothing was sort of fundamental. You need to cover X amount of parts on X parts of the body: piece some clothe together and viola! An outfit.
And then there was Project Runway and I had an epiphany. Anybody can sew clothes. All ya do is get some fabric, needle, thread, and there ya go. I bought a sewing machine once in the Oregon years. I don't know what I was thinking; I can't even thread the bobbin (or spell it). I don't think I ever sewed anything either. I just liked to think of the white machine being available to me if I were to need it.
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