Last night I dreamed that everyone who was "auf'd" from Project Runway had disappeared. There were occasional messages from some of them, but they had been banished to another plane of existence. They weren't dead, they were just... gone. It was frightening.
I guess this is what happens when you finally get around to watching the disappointing season finale of Project Runway, then you do a little reading in a book on American colonial history before bed. (The Puritans of Massachusetts Bay Colony, in case you were not aware, banished people to the wilderness right and left when they weren't putting them to death outright.) Obviously, things got a little jumbled.
It's not as crazy as it sounds. Outfits like this one from the winning collection were enough to give anyone nightmares.