your final turd'cap is coming..
in the meantime gnaw on this new painting..
it's real pretty in person.
sorry for the delay my people.
these recaps take time and i got no time sometimes.
this week is just chock full of terrible design and sad, ugly surprises.
but then i guess every week is isn't it?
starting with the release of my beloved cathy out to pasture...
don't cry cathy.
this time the turds have to design a wedding reception in 2 days.
this spells divorce.
once again cathy is on her high horse and begins spouting off all of her wedding design credentials:
3 weddings not including her own plus the wedding design distinction of wedding design wedding emmy.
president of weddings
cathy persuades forces everyone to let her be in charge of the bride and groom table..
and then she licks her salt rock.
karl, kevin and mark are in charge of the not victorian gentleman's lounge..
karl thinks it's dumb to have a disjointed mid century style lounge area at a victorian themed wedding.
duh. it is.
but the bride wanted an orange and yellow victorian glamour shots room,
and the groom likes skateboards and crooners.
so there's that obstacle.
if it were me i wouldn't have taken what they wanted so literally.
i would have nodded and been like...mmhhmm...skateboards..cool...ohh...uhh huh...orange and yellow..mmhmm....colors..
then i would have made a real pretty wedding reception and dina manzo's brain would have exploded into a thousand tiny, gay wedding planners and they all would have hi'fived me.
kevin don't care..
he's just excited that he can do more 50's kitsch and mark just wants to build something out of skateboards.
depsite his best efforts to creep everyone out..
karl says fuck this shit..i'm gonna go ruin a flower arrangement.
mark sketches out some dumb skateboard hanging ladder of stupidness..
victorian skateboard ladder.
lord bromstuff shows up for the camera challenges..
these camera challenges are just getting way outta hand...
leslie has a stroke...
meg poops her pants...
and then it's back to making everything look more terrible..
meg makes flower trophies..
how many times did that shit get knocked over?
kellie makes a giant orange victorian spider...
leslie draped some fabric over a table and lit a candle..
i will cut her some slack since that was probably all she could manage with her new stroke arm.
karl proved that you can make flowers look ugly..
the turds cut it close time wise bc of all the table setting and shit clearing.
there is stampeding..
careful meg. don't knock over the flower arrangements. or everything else.
time for judging..
dina manzo is beside herself with disgust.
this shit would never happen at the brownstone.
the winner this week was mark with his lighting smarts and skateboard ladder building...
asian head bow of gratitude.
the loser is cathy with her weak bride and groom table..
whatever..it's not worse than that lame asian skateboard ladder.
or the prom meet and greet table that leslie fashioned out of an indain sari.
cathy straight up left bc no one liked her.
end of story.
well, and there was no way anyone could have looked into those giant orbs for too long without feeling extremely uncomfortable.
new jersey cul de sac.
decorate some poor bastard's house.
there are 2 houses and therefore 2 poor bastards.
5 turds to 1 house.
poor bastard 1:
"i want something that doesn't suck bawls"
poor bastard #2:
"i want something that my kids can play in but looks like an adult space and doesn't suck bawls"
too bad bastards!!
EVERYTHING SUCKS BALLS!
cathy does the horses share of the shopping for her and brett and karl's room.
she buys a travertine topped table and some other ugly shit.
chomp chomp chomp
karl is all..i wanna shop too..
karl and brett are over that bitch cathy..
"i'm so over that bitch cathy"
and cathy's all...
"whatchoo talkin bout karl? emmy emmy emmy..neigh.."
karl gets his way..
"don't worry bout it i'm just gonna smash em up and make the ugliest shit you ever saw"
mark and doug are fightin over paint and life..
fake smiles in a sea of vomit.
mark is all...
"i have a deep connection with nature and raw materials"
speaking of raw vaginas..
grab the (my) vagina, mark...grab the vagina..
and then kevin was all...
"just put me in the basement where i belong"
and then meg was all..
"my style is vintage palm beach"
and i was all excited thinking..
oooooo like this?
and she was all..
no like this..
and i was all..
and then leslie was all...
"i'm a lesbian"
and i was all..
don't you mean a les-LI-bian?
and then she mistook paint for putty, spilling it all over the new carpet
and fiona was all...
and then bromstad showed up and i wanted to peel my face off my skull bones..
actually he seems super nice..
and then the novogratzs showed up...
and that shit got serious.
you should know that no footage exists of the novogratzs actually liking anything they saw.
here is why...
it's seriously the WORST PART ABOUT THAT KITCHEN!!!
just because you can do mosaic doesn't mean you should do mosiac.
why is everything the color of cat puke and vagina?
would you like some tea with your throw up?
worst rug in the universe.
angled rugs + pillows on the floor = poop.
sarah richardson is somewhere touching herself.
the best by a mile.
it's insipid but it doesn't offend me.
oddly enough tweedleturd won with this:
and doug lost with his vagina wall.
someone wake me up when it's down to mark and karl.