Back onstage, Mila is in. Anthony is in. It's down to Jesse and Emilio. Heidi tells Jesse that he was disappointing and uninspired. Costume and not fashion. Emilio was "pure Vegas showgirl." That's a criticism? Anyway, Jesse is out. What the? Seriously? I mean, I don't mean to suggest exploitation, but why the hell did we never see this guy without his shirt on? I have a few simple needs from this FUCKING show. I like a blousy, witty gay. I like a sullen Daria type. And, AND, I like some form of beefcake that I get to see brush his teeth topless a few times. Is this because of the economy? Because I will find Timothy Geithner and kick his ASS if he could have fixed this. Rahm Emmanuel, you just got another problem. The goddamn groundhog saw his shadow too. This decade sucks. Anyway, Jesse, who is dead to me, rages that he's not the one who should be going home. Frankly, no, he isn't. They didn't send Emilio home because they are clearly aware that the challenge just got the better of him. He is better than Jesse though. Still, why even have a fucking competition if it's just, "Oh, this guy is the best designer and shouldn't eliminated." Give the prize without having a show if that's your thing, NINA. He's so angry, Jesse is. He says that his dress was really well constructed and curses while saying that. He flings open the door to backstage and says, "It's over." Emilio hangs his head, as he should. Tim comes in and says that, while he had concerns about Jesse's look, he never anticipated this outcome. Jesse says that he didn't anticipate it either.
As he cleans up his workspace, he says he is proud of the work that he has done. He will continue to put out pieces and will see what life brings. So angry.
Jeff Long is a writer/actor in Brooklyn. He can be contacted at email@example.com