Watching It, Watching Me: I Heart Timothy

[The following is an editorial column by contributor Alison Coffey and does not necessarily reflect the views of the Austinist staff. --The Editors]
I know I've told you before of my daughterly love for Project Runway's Tim Gunn (if I had a gay fashion designing New Yorker for a father instead of a golfing, loafer wearing retired midwestern school superintendent), but he never ceases to impress me with his infinte wisdom and his stern but kind way of discipline. Plus, one has to admire his uncanny ability to tell someone their work sucks in the most elegant way possible. Even when he says "PU", it's freaking charming and tender. If I were a carnivore, I'd want to invite him over for dinner and have him cut my meat. I'd also like him to take me to Disney World.

Mr. Gunn has a blog, and although it's mostly just a recap of each episode, it might as well be published in Harper's. Here's a line: The design brief is simple, but its execution will be achingly complex. Achingly complex? Poetry! Here is another: Unfortunately for Emmett, even with the extra adornment, his silhouette was too expected and the overall look was stale. Silhouette was too expected! Tim, you deserve a Pulitzer.
Okay, maybe I gush too much. Perhaps he isn't exactly Pulitzer material, but I love the voice. I love his choice of words. I can only imagine how he might describe our experience on Space Mountain.
I forgot the Golden Globes were on and only caught the last hour. Thank God I missed the Anthony Hopkins tribute. Not that Anthony Hopkins doesn't deserve our love, but I just hate hate hate tributes. Boring! Unless it's Barbara Streisand rambling on incoherently about hub caps--then I'm all ears.

I was extremely happy to see Joaquin win because I found him TOTALLY MESMERIZING as Johnny Cash. Reese, too, was impeccable in her performance as June Carter Cash. She can play the autoharp for me anytime.
Why are so few celebrities good at making speeches? Most are boring and stale (thanks, Tim) and lacking in any sort of humor. Don't cry unless you're Tom Hanks. Don't thank everyone. Just thank "everybody". Don't pull out a piece of paper! Don't spend five minutes being surprised. Do make a joke. Do make it quick. If you have to give a heartfelt speech you'd better be Tom Hanks.
Thank god for Philip Seymour Hoffman for his brevity and humility. Even if he did sniff gas for two hours in Love, Liza. He's the best! After Tim Gunn, of course.
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