Hey Stylista fans (how is the one of you?). I was busy watching Top Chef last night, so I didn't really get a chance to carefully eyeball last night's fashion editor competition mishmash. The last ep, about sad fat people who are sad and fat and the magazine editors who horribly abuse them, was such a gleaming trainwreck of an hour of television that, I gotta be honest, I was kind of relieved to not revisit it this week. But I will soldier on with recaps in seven days' time, I promz. After the jump is my brief, provisional recap of last night.

Everything sucked and the world is a cold dead place.

Here is beautiful music to make the pain go away: