Manolo his favorite contestant it is the Jay, who makes the Manolo laugh with his sassy/bitchy wit, and whose dresses, although not always to the Manolo’s liking, are both original and thoughtful.
As for the Kara, the Manolo he loves her work, she is the true professional, and except for the crazy pants for the Grammy, her designs they are always good. (Although, the Manolo he will admit that it was the pleasure of the guilty to watch the chaotic evil Wendy get under the skin of the Kara Saun in the latest of the episodes.)
Wendy, Wendy, Wendy. What is there to say, but that she has some talent, but that her conniving/needy/tough/weepy personality it has the Manolo wondering if the therapy of the hormone replacement, it is not needed. Trust the Manolo, you would not want to work in the same office as this woman.
And then there was the Austin. The Manolo he loves the Austin. He is the beautiful, scrawny, flaming creature, who wears the costume of the Post Office better than any of the not-so-super models. Has not anyone but than the Manolo noticed the striking resemblence (certainly intentional) between the Austin and the young Yves Saint Laurent?
However, as the designer, the Austin, he the pony of the one trick. Yes it is the very good trick, but he keeps doing it again and again, even when it is not the right trick for the moment. And, the worse, the one time he does not do the trick, during the challange of the wedding dresses, it is the debacle so bad that the producers they must step in to save him from the elimination.
Manolo says, this show of the television, it is the addicitve pleasure, one that the Manolo he will miss when it ends.
P.S. Many thanks to the Manolo’s internet friend at the Bradford Shellhammer for the links to the websites.