Chloe! Chloe! Chloe!

As much as I am in love with Daniel Vosovic, I am elated that Chloe Dao won this season's Project Runway. After a second viewing of all the collections, I am, again, blown away by the astounding fashion that both of them created. Certainly, Daniel's collection was enchanting but Chloe's was so beautiful and just skillfully made. Either one would have deserved to win. And Santino's collection... not very collective.

As I watched the second part of the finale, I found myself getting slightly down. I didn't want this season to end. I wanted to see more. I wanted to see more of the creativity that these designers had to offer. While the fashions were hitting the runway, I was becoming more and more wistful and melancholy. It can't end. Not yet. I just want... I don't know... two or three more shows? Please?!?! I need more Tim Gunn!

Then, they announced it. Congratulations Chloe. It was over. And I realized, I wasn't at all depressed. I was happy. Happy to see someone win something based on their talent and merit. Happy to see a fellow Asian win something. Happy to see a happy ending.

If you don't think that small victories by your fellow minorities matter, I'm here to tell you they do. Later.  ¶ 6:57 PM