So, another season of Runway comes to an end, and again I'm left confused. I claim no sense of what passes for fashion-forward or how to distinguish the avant-garde from the costumey absurd, but I know what I know, and as everyone lavishes praise on wunderkind Christian and his supposed preternatural gifts and his penchant for a word that I was under the impression had been popularized by Tyra Banks years ago, I am left only with this thought: when did Puss-in-Boots become fierce? Oh, yeah. Never.
