Ra'Mon watches his gown go by now and it appears to have come together very well. It certainly fits the model like a glove. "Do I think they'll love it? Yes, I do," he says. "Because I love it." Clearly, his earlier confidence is undaunted.
Cutie Shirin's dress is next, and it is wonderful. She loves to make things that serve multiple purposes, and what she's done is concoct a skirt that is long enough and full enough in the back to function as a cape (covered on the underside with a sparkling fabric). But when the model drops the cape down, it seamlessly flows back into a skirt. I'm not explaining this well, and it may be something that, if worn on a red carpet, would receive mixed reviews, but it's so pretty, I can't help but love it. I will wear it when I am nominated for a Golden Globe (I just typed Golden Glove at first -- I'd wear something else to that red carpet).
Epperson's dress is next and it is so swiftly on and off that all I can say about it is that it's dark and has some kind of ruffle detail at the bottom. I noticed that because the only thing that really struck me is that the dress looks like it was too short for the model. Epperson says he is feeling the pressure.
Irina's model flows onto the runway and the dress is so beautiful and so silky, I have to hit slow motion just so I can look at it longer. In truth, it has a bit of a wedding gown feel to me. The top is lace and there is a velvet ribbon at the waist, but I wouldn't care if the model sang "here comes the bride," it is gorgeous. Not particularly daring, but beautiful. Or, at the very least, it's beautifully presented.
In stark contrast is Ari's "dress." It's basically just a deflated silver soccer ball serving as a top, with some hoochie shorts completing the ensemble. Tragic in every way. The weirdest thing is to see Lindsay Lohan looking at it. If Samantha Ronson was younger, cuter and ever ate food, she'd be Ari, and I bet Lindsay would wear this thing, for real. Lindz, let me upgrade you -- go for Ari! She is (spoiler alert) about to have some free time on her hands.
Johnny is so lucky that his model is, basically, Foxy Brown, because girl comes down the runway wearing the hell out of his red dress. Something about it feels very disco-chic, and I like it. It's not great, but it's absolutely not terrible, and you have to wonder what he was crying about. It's SO red that the trim of black sequins maybe are a little too much, but it damn sure looks good on this model.