Project Runway Dislikes the Elderly

On Thursday September 9, 2010, tragedy struck on Project Runway when the judges eliminated the “slutty-grandma” sartoralist, Casanova. To add insult to injury, the judges criticized the lovable Puerto Rican for using his grandmother as part of his inspiration. Even worse, they kept the vicious “Poison Ivy” over Casanova, even though her look was unwearable by anyone. Grandmas or otherwise.    

So our question of the day is: just what is so wrong about looking like a grandma?  Let’s think for a moment who grandmothers are, shall we?     

• They are the spoilers, buying countless loads of toys and games for undeserving, unappreciative young people.
• They are cozy: Oversized sweaters, housecoats and driving moccasins, anyone? 
• And, above all, they’re loving, happy retired people enjoying life.  

Project Runway needs to embrace looks that aren’t crotch grazing mini dresses or sheer babydolls with booty shorts (we’re looking at you, challenge winner). This may be a shocker, but most populations buying clothes are not 21 year olds. Casanova’s looks would be great for women of many ages to wear on a breezy resort or to a transvestite flamenco dancer’s funeral (joke courtesy of Michael Kors).

Casanova: Classy. Elegant. Old ladyish? Why thank you, that’s a compliment!    

In celebration of grandmothers and old ladies, here is a collage of stylish celebrities whose senior discounts bought some senior style.

  

 

Tags: Casanova, Celebrities, Clothes, Elderly, Elimination, Fashion, Grandma, Old, Project Runway, Style

Now Accepting Resu-meows

Here at I * Pasta, we are dreamers. We spend our days exchanging ideas, doing crafts, and giggling. As our college careers come to a close, we must begin to think about the “real world” and how best to make our mark. Hence “Jobs We Wish We Had”! This will be the first look into our exciting series where we explore the fascinating world of the career market. Right now, anything is possible!

Today’s job is “Cat Toy Maker”! Not only does this seem like a fantastically fun job, but it is. Plus, how could we not be good at making toys for cats when we have three living in our own home?! Let the construction commence:

We began with a box graciously given to us by Comcast when we toyed with canceling our cable. Fortunately, we came to our senses and realized we needed cable to watch our favorite prime time television shows. So the box was sitting there, lonely and unused.

The box itself was a wonderful toy. We set it up, and let them have at it!

Penelope was immediately curious.

I mean, look at this masterpiece. Don't you wish you were small enough to fit in here? C'mon. You know you want to!

Alfred came to see what all the hubbub was about.

He was not amused.

Dexter shared Alfred's sentiment.

But Penelope played!

...and played...

In fact, she played herself to sleep.

After grueling tests and hours of research, we have decided that cat toy making is not for us.  While this short career proved to be full of laughs and joy, our final product was approved by only one out of three cats.  Those odds don’t look good.

We will keep our options open.  Any suggestions?

Tags: Box, Cardboard, Careers, Cats, Fun, Jobs, Kittens, Play, Research, Toys

Outer Space Shoe Race

“You worked in a factory in outer space. Your job was to ride a big machine that controlled a robot with hands like this *makes claw hands.* You hated this job, so you started getting a little more risqué with your work time and not working when you were on the clock. I just started at the factory. So my job was to take a blank sweater and color on it with crayola to make a design. Crayola color change markers, if you must know.

As I was piling the sweaters into a box to be shipped, your robot was getting pissed off because the box was full and you didn’t know how to move it with your robot hands. So then, you said ‘Listen, I’m not doing this anymore.’ So the robot went after you. Tried to kill you. You got into a pointy high heel shoe. The robot kicked the shoe and you went flying into outer space through one building, into another building. The point of the shoe just hit the other side of the other building. But before he kicked the shoe, the robot put a spell on you. He turned you into a white tiger wearing a purple sparkly hat. You were a tiger P.I.M.P. The place you ended up in was a diner.

There was a large woman drinkin’ some c-aw-fee. She was gon’ get to y-ew in a minute. You went to the bathroom and that’s when you saw you were a tiger. You didn’t know. You freaked out because you were a tiger. You got home to our apartment in outer space. I was there waiting for you. I asked you why you were a tiger and you said you didn’t know. I asked if you wanted some ice cream, but you insisted on olives instead. Yeah, olives would be good.”

Welcome to the blog of Erica and Celia. Experience our roommate shenanigans in your own home.

Tags: Attack, Crayons, Design, Dreams, Factory, Future, Ice Cream, Olives, Outer Space, Robot, Shoe, White Tiger