To be perfectly frank, my heart just isn't in it.
I'm not sure when it happened. Maybe it was the thirtieth bubble skirt walking down the runway. Maybe it was the faux hawks gone mad. Maybe it was the perfect storm of the third person narratives, forced catchphrases, and guest star judges.
But somewhere along the line I lost interest and I haven't been able to muster the snark to produce a recap of any decent quality.
For recaps worth your reading time, I direct you to New York Magazine's The Cut and all the good stuff from Blogging Project Runway.
And, as the aforementioned peace offering, I propose doing a weekly recap of the fashions of Gossip Girl. Since I often find myself googling frantically at lunch on Tuesdays to find Blair's cute dresses or Serena's knee high boots, I thought others might be doing the same.