Sometimes telly is rubbish. Not rubbish in a big, over-arching way, but in a small, missing detail sort of way.
Lorna and I were watching Project Catwalk, our guilty Sky Three pleasure, waiting eagerly to see which of the three dress designs would win.
And they didn't tell us.
We suspected it was the one you can see to the right, because someone from that team was this week's winner, but we didn't know for sure. It was never explicitly said in the show. And that left us feeling curiously unsatisfied.
Niggling details.
(It was that dress. We found the result on the website.)
Lorna and I were watching Project Catwalk, our guilty Sky Three pleasure, waiting eagerly to see which of the three dress designs would win.
And they didn't tell us.
We suspected it was the one you can see to the right, because someone from that team was this week's winner, but we didn't know for sure. It was never explicitly said in the show. And that left us feeling curiously unsatisfied.
Niggling details.
(It was that dress. We found the result on the website.)