Project Runway: Why you should watch it.

Tonight began season 5 of Project Runway. Before I became a fan of the show I thought it was another lame attempt at reality TV. After all, we have stooped to new ridiculous levels of reality TV here in the United States of America. As in "Celebrity Circus." Yes, it's true. People—I'm sorry—"Celebrities," actually signed up to be on that show. Who is in charge of summer programming? I need to know.

But alas, Project Runway saves Wednesday nights. Lucky for me I stumbled upon a PR marathon a couple seasons ago and discovered this gem of a show. (If there's ever a marathon, I'm a goner. I get sucked in every time. This is exactly how I got lured into the world of "Prison Break." A marathon. I stopped watching when Michael ended up in a South American prison. I couldn't take it.)

For those of you in the Project Runway darkness, let me enlighten you. This is a dress made of corn husks from a few seasons back. I know. I can hardly believe that somebody (Austin) was able to look at corn on the cob and see a dress. That's brilliance.

Season 5 started last night revisiting that challenge: a grocery store, $75, and a short window of time. The contestants came out with everything from mops to fly swatters, and a few went "safe" with picnic table cloths (Such a mistake. Way to easy)


My two favorites. The plastic cup dress. Yes. This dress is made of Dixie cups. He ironed them and reshaped them. Brilliant.

And the dress made of vacuum bags and coffee filters. She dyed and bleached the vacuum bags. The bodice is made of burnt coffee filters. I love her attention to detail. She used gold push pins and then to hold everything together she created hook & eye fasteners—I cannot remember what she used to make those because I was so wowed by how stinking good it looked.

Tune in everybody. Wednesday nights. 8 o'clock. Bravo. You'll be inspired and signing up for sewing classes right and left. I've been sitting here trying to think of what I would choose if I were in the grocery store.

What would you use?

P.S. I may never walk through Kroger the same way again.