Last night, the Project Runway producers thought they figured out a way to please their fans, some of whom may be straight females or gay men. Not the Tiki Barber part, but the part with the man models in their panties. Unfortunately, watching people try to make suits is really boring.

The news of this episode: muscle-faced model guy is HIV positive and has never felt better. He also won the challenge, but it barely counted. Joey Fat One is now Joey Straight One. His geometric facial hair survived for another week, unfortunately, but Carmen did not. Thank God. We couldn't look at her giant chokers for another minute. Ms. Polymorphic Spitmark will slobber on her drapings, but chooses only to touch one male. Wilmer cried hysterically again, Nina and Michael are still as orange as possible, and the gay teenager loves Asians. See you next week.

Hunter, the company that makes wellies that make you look cool and WASPy instead of cutesy and trendy, is having a trunk show. With every purchase, you get a pair of $38 welly socks. Sale details below.

San Francisco Clothing

975 Lexington Avenue

(between 70th and 71st)

(212) 472-8740

Saturday, December 8, 2007, 11 am to 6 pm

Sunday, December, 9, 2007, 12 pm to 5 pm

Last Wednesday, also known as Thanksgiving Eve, when we were out with a friend who believes this to be the greatest drinking night of the year, episode two of Project Runway happened.

We finally caught up, and guess what? It turned out to be the episode of inappropriate weeping. We're so down for that. First, the fat guy cried because Sarah Jessica Parker showed up. He moved to New York because of Sex and the City. Oh God.

Be aware, those of you who like to buy craft crap for your loved ones: the weird holiday tents will be stocked full of weirdness come Friday at 11AM.

First off, dear readers, we apologize for not being able to bring you our Runway reactions yesterday. There were technical reasons for this that are beyond our comprehension, but we're here for you now.

The first episode of Season 4 was, as always, a lot to take in. With so many designers to meet, the drama hasn't developed yet. But thank God for Elisa, right? As soon as we heard about the marionettes and saw her mushing some chiffon into the grass, we knew this was our girl. ("I decided to imbue it with a natural element.") And, even though her dress was "pooing fabric," we knew the producers couldn't let her go either. ("so I decided to create a cascade, almost like water, or magic... a haiku of a cut.") Thanks, Bravo!

It's nice to know that we are not the only freaks thinking about/worshiping the Olsen twins this week. Lynn Yaeger marvels at their modern glamour in her column:

Actually, when it comes to glamour, believe it or not, the first name that springs to mind is someone—OK, two people: the entity that played Michelle, the ugly baby on Full House. This creature may not have been much of a looker in her early years, but she—they—have grown up to be the style icons of the 21st century.

I'm not kidding! I love the Olsens! I love the way they mix vintage and unbelievably expensive designer stuff, the way they wrap their little emaciated bodies in yards and yards of fabric, their no-holds-barred trash-bag aesthetic.

In fact, the piece is not really about MK and Ash, but about Dita Von Teese, who Yaeger spent some time with recently. Check it out, people.

People, you know you're not going anywhere tonight. Project Runway Season 4 starts in five hours and 36 minutes! Heres a little something to get you in the mood... And Threadster will be offering brilliant insight and ludicrous predictions tomorrow and every Thursday till the finale, so bring your thoughts here.

We've been toying with the idea of an Olsen-inspired concept for winter. Kind of a disheveled rich girl thing, which would only be complete with a ratty-looking fur jacket/coat/stole. But this is tricky. How do we all feel about this trend—morally, aesthetically, etc.? Is fake fur better than real? Is vintage better than new?

We decided to take a vote, and asked two-dozen fashionable 20- and 30-somethings. The results are below, and they were somewhat surprising. Please add your two cents as well!

Since it doesn't seem polite to actually register for Christmas gifts, we here at Threadster have decided to make our hopes and dreams public, in case anyone would like to fulfil them (hi Mom!) this year.

Alternatively, this may give you readers some ideas for things you'd like to give or request. First up: The black sheep sweater from Cordarounds. Yes, a sweater made from black sheep, and a very cute (unisex) one for $114.

From the website:

This holiday season, we're proud to unveil our latest concept: the Black Sheep Sweater -- an idea that began with a "What if?" followed by a resounding "Why not?" Within minutes, we were asking the woolsmiths of the world if such a garment could possibly be produced.

Turns out it's difficult to find enough black sheep to make the damn things. But we kept on looking, because at Cordarounds we believe the black sheep of the family ought to be able to wear the figure of speech.

At long last, we found a mill in Ireland that manufactures black sheep sweaters in an old-worldly, wonderfully eco-sensitive way.

If this image does not stir up overwhelming feelings of lust and nostalgia, you're not our target audience. But if you have ever been in love with Dylan McKay, or some spaced-out, greasy-haired boy who had a Baja sweatshirt you borrowed flirtatiously, you'll be glad to know that we have decided to bring that shit back. Thanks to one of our favorite stores, La Sirena, a tiny Mexican shop on East Third Street, we can chanel the surfer/stoner/slacker inside. They even have some lined with fleece. (About $20.)

La Sirena

27 E 3rd Street

(212) 780-9113