According to NBC New York’s blog, The Thread, this is how it’s gonna go down:

Here’s how the competition, called “9 Countries, 9 Men, 1 Winner,” will work: One man will be chosen to be the epitome of Calvin Klein billboard manhood from each of the participating countries, England, France, Germany, Greece, Italy, Netherlands, Russia, Spain and Sweden. Then a panel of judges — among them current billboard model Jamie Dornan and Calvin Klein execs — will pick the ultimate winner.

Yup, this is a “pan European” contest. Therefore excluding the fine chiseled oily variety bohunks of America.

I ain’t hating. I am just reportin’. Okay, maybe there’s a little hatin’ here – but how can I not? CK is an American-based label…are they tryin’ to say something about American guys? I mean, I think I can rock that Steel underwear like no other.

Okay, not really.

Hopefully it won’t get played out like that “Dick in the Box” stuff. Because jizzing erratically is far more exciting than a schlong in a container. Plus, there are models in the video…and Justin Timberlake.

I am trying to figure out the perfect comparison to this style – Pet Shop Boys? Boy George? New Order? Erasure? Depeche Mode? It’s one of those Euro-esque bands. Nonetheless, it’s the first single from The Lonely Island’s debut album “INCREDIBAD” coming out on Feb. 10, 2009.

Kenley, the retro Dita-Von-Teese-in-training, on Project Runway was cute and lovable at first, but now – the bitch just needs to shut the hell up and learn to take criticism.

For real, why does she think she’s all high and mighty? First she tries to “set Heidi straight” and then she questions Tim’s style suggestions. Listening to her talk is like trying to get help from an employee at an overpriced, pretentious vintage store.

She definitely has a chip on her shoulder. She needs to break out and stop using that uber-red lipstick. She’s lookin’ like a vampire prostitute.

Ugh. She just needs to calm the hell down. Then again, she’s probably the most interesting thing to bitch about on this season thus far.

Okay, okay – Brooke Shields’ style expands above and beyond the SATC step-sister. You can never forget her “Nothing comes between me and my Calvins” (thanks for reenacting that for us Suede). More than that, who can forget her Pocahontas beach diva role in The Blue Lagoon?

But I digress…

The challenge was to design an outfit for Shields’ boho-chic character on Lipstick Jungle, Wendy Healy. The twist in this episode? The designers were working in pairs! Bravo Photo: Barbara Nitke

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This week, the designers were introduced to speed skating Olympiad turned “Dancing with the Stars” hunk, Apolo Anton Ohno and to their most interesting challenge this season: design an outfit for the opening ceremonies of the Olympics.

It seems fitting considering the Olympics start this week. PR stunt or coincidence? You be the judge.

So let’s get some stuff out of the way before I get into my take on the actual challenge. Here are some really important highlights from last night’s show…

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Last night our designers went out into the urban jungle of Manhattan and snapped shots of the city at night. From the pictures they took, they were to create a garment suitable for a night on the town.

This challenge seems very familiar to me. Maybe it’s because they did something like it in season two – except they didn’t have to make a garment for a specific time of day. They just had to make a garment inspired by digicam snap shots of the city. (Photo by: Barbara Nitke/Bravo TV)

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Sounds a little boring huh? Well…that’s what I thought too, until there was a little twist: the models had to pick the fabrics! What a way to fuck with the designers, huh?

When the models came back from Mood with their treasures, most of the designers were less than excited – especially those who got that shiny doo-doo fabric.

Since it’s only the second show, there’s not that much work room drama. I think the most exciting thing about this episode was Blayne poking fun at Stella’s leather fetish. And P.S. I am already tired of that term “tanorexic” to describe Blayne. Just call him a scrawny crack-ish Ken doll and call it a day.

…and am I the only one that gets Leanne and Jennifer confused?

So as the designers try to make their garments, Korto second guesses her design, Jerrell makes fun of team doo-doo fabric, Keith wonders what the hell he’s going to do with peacock feathers, Wesley calls the fabrics he got “disgusting” and Suede goes for an ambitious design that looks exciting!

Fast forward to the runway and the designers find out who their guest judge is – let’s take a look at this special video footage:

I like how they gave Natalie a grand entrance. That’s going to happen when I become a guest judge on the show. Miss Portman is so enchanting – and did Tim Gunn just say “holla atcha boy” in that little video package?

So as the garments come down the runway, I am really diggin’ Keith’s flirty design:

I’m worried about Wesley’s. It just looks so messy and it doesn’t look like him. It looks like something a bad sewer would do. Someone like me…

Kenley’s is just fabulous! I am so feelin’ this high-collared/streamlined goodie…

Leanne’s piece looks like fabric gone schizophrenic on a dress form…

But in the end, Suede’s tulle ballerina, uber-strappy glam rock creation won over the judges and a spot on the cyber-racks of Bluefly.com…

And in the end, Wesley was auf’d…

I was kind of surprised. This meek gentleman seemed like he had a boatload of talent that would take him far in the game. Plus, he worked at Marc by Marc Jacobs! I guess that don’t mean jack when you fumble on the runway. I also really liked the way he dressed…

Well, this weekend I went to the GLAAD awards in San Francisco and it was quite exhausting and exciting. It was so exhausting that I am forcing my brain to write this blog post.

Check out some pictures I took from the red carpet sidelines:

Sharon Stone with her necklace that looks like it belongs in a Mesozoic era exhibit at a small town museum.

A poorly taken picture of Judith Light. I would’ve interviewed her, but SOMEONE (I won’t say who) kept on incessantly vomiting questions on to the celebs, not to mention invading all of my interviews.

Look at how jovial Alan Cumming looks.

Smith Jarrod…also known as Jason Lewis. Can you believe he remembered me from an event I interviewed him at last year? I felt so special. I wonder if he was lying.

Not the most flattering picture of William Baldwin – but then again, it was taken with my remedial photo skills.

Okay, this guy may not be GLAMOROUS, but he is important – REALLY IMPORTANT. He’s James Schamus, the CEO of Focus Features. You know, they made that gay cowboy movie…and other fun things.

I don’t remember him from “The Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency,” but this model bohunk is J.P. Calderon. He’s a pretty cool guy – but I failed to ask him how Janice really is…

Candis Cayne from Dirty Sexy Money was a joy to talk to! And she did this really wild dance routine on stage during the ceremony – and by wild I mean diva-esque, not pole-worthy.

“The L-Word” star, Jennifer Beals stole the red carpet from all the other ladies in this Badgley Mischka number. I really, really, really wanted to start singing “Maniac” when she walked past me – and I really wanted to lift up her dress to see if she was wearing leg warmers. I also wanted to belt out “What A Feeling!” to see if I can invoke some Pavlov dog instinct out of her, causing her to strip down to an off-the-shoulder sweater and perform a high-energy split leapin’ jazzercise dance routine.

But unfortunately, none of this happened. She just stood there and looked beautimous.

I have seen so many headlines and so many news stories calling Tyra Banks the next Oprah Winfrey.

They both have a production company…

They both have reality shows…

They both have talk shows…

Blah…blah…blah…blah…blah…blah…blah…

Please just stop. Everyone knows that I AM the next Oprah.