We could hear you all screaming last night.

We admit it. It took us a while to come to terms with this one. We seriously did not understand why the judges were falling all over this dress.

It wasn't until we got up this morning and looked at it again that we sort of got what the judges were saying. We really loved the fabric choices and the deconstructive aspects, although we have to say it looks like he tied the thing together rather than sew it. When we saw the previews, we were expecting something Vivienne Westwood-esque, but it's more along the lines of a salute to the films of Mel Gibson: Mad Max meets Braveheart.

If Jeffrey were to win the whole competition, he should just hand over the Saturn Sky Roadster to Marilinda because she worked the shit out of that thing last night. In fact, she provided a perfect illustration of the importance of a good model. It looks like an entirely different dress on her than it did on the model in Paris. Those moody French bitches just don't know how to work it.

Poodle, that is entirely too much la tootie. And what the hell are you wearing on your feet?