YES! YES! YES!
Oh God, we need a cigarette. That was just too satisfying for words. Captain Haldol's auf'ing (Dare we say it? We dare! We dare!) TOTALLY got us off. We watched the show with two friends last night and all four of us jumped out of our seats and cheered.
What made this doubly satisfying was the fact that Vincent was getting really full of himself for absolutely no reason. We don't think there was ever a designer on the show who demonstrated such powerful self-delusion. He walked around proclaiming his couture skills holding a bottle of glue, for God's sake.
One thing we really don't get is how the judges rarely ever pointed out the elephant in the room: ALL of Vincent's garments were poorly fitted. Every single one. It's like he specialized in puckered seams.
When our girl Nina said it looked like the dress was on her backwards, she hit the nail on the head. The sleeves were ugly and pointless, the bunnytail on her ass looked ridiculous and that fabric he used for the skirt was ugly and way too heavy. She looks like a little girl playing dressup in an upholstery store.
"Mommy, look! I made a skirt!"
"Unh-hunh. That's nice, honey. Now go put that back in the clearance bin while I talk to this nice man about the couch."
Edited to add: You guys have got to read this interview he gave for Entertainment Weekly. We are speechless!
Read it here.