After last night's disastrous episode of Project Runway, Heidi eliminated everyone, including dud of a guest judge Emmt Rossum, and all the contestants packed up their bags and weepily made their way home. Alas, I kid, but seriously: it truly was dreadful.

Spoilers ahead!
The whole thing was a really bad idea in the first place. The designers were split into two teams, decided by the judges (Michelle was separated from her besties with Daniel, Patricia, and Stanley). They were then taken to a male strip club and assigned the task of designing breakaway costumes for a troupe of beefcake Australian dancers called the "Thunder from Down Under." I know, barf, right? Speaking of naming ineptitude, the designers chose "Team Slick and Hip" and "Team Shades of Grey" for themselves this episode. :(
Never mind that costuming and dance wear are specialized fields outside of the designers' purview. We plunge ahead as the designers ham fistedly take stabs at it. Richard's enthusiasm and huge, awesomely tacky ideas are finally suited to the task, but he gets shut down repeatedly by his dickhead teammates Samantha, Layana, and Amanda, which is sad to watch. Meanwhile Amanda sets about spectacularly mis-measuring a pair of pants. Nobody is getting along, and Tim is very worried, with good reason.
The clothes are awful and will surely go down as one of the least successful challenges in the history of the show. Heidi actually does threaten to send everyone home, and there are a lot of sad beefcakes standing on the runway.
The biggest loser this week, though? Somewhat surprising:
This is especially tragic since she planned to use this show as a way to live up to her brother, who is in Maroon 5. Wait, did she mention that her brother is in Maroon 5?
Justifiably, there were no winners this episode. Just a nation of losers stuck watching a somewhat hilariously bad parade of ill-fitting clothing. Sigh. At least there was our old friend drama:
Don't worry, next week will be better. It has to be.