I'm always struck by how unpretentious and sweet truly talented people are. My divine husband Simon (wasn't he j'adorable this week?) is a case in point. So are our gorgeously talented chums Ruben and Isabel Toledo, or the divine Narciso Rodriguez, or the visionary Reed and Delphine Krakoff, and, of course, my pals on the show, Margaret Russell, Todd Oldham, Kelly Wearstler and India Hicks.

All of the above are accomplished and could, I suppose, be snooty and unbearable. But, if you meet any of them at a fancy soiree or at the DMV or at your local LIQUOR STORE you'll find that they are all humble, sweet, and never shy away from of a bit of inappropriate hijinks. What do they all have in common? They are all SECURE about their TALENT. Call me crazy, but I actually felt bad for Eddie Ross this week. Yes, he acted like a complete TOOL and was very very bratty and unkind, but the most striking thing revealed in this week's episode is how INSECURE our Eddie is. Eddie, you are a talented dude, with a great future, and you have nothing to be insecure about--lose the BRATITUDE, shed the PETULANCE. RELAX and SPARKLE! But enough about Eddie's personality.

About Eddie's design this week: Oy veh! That dining room was GRUESOME. Eddie said that it was designed for a young hip couple but it felt like an old lady's final resting place. Whatevs -- he had immunity, lucky him. Less entertaining than Eddie, but also less jarring, is Preston, or Cleavage as we nicknamed him backstage. Preston is secure in his talent and just gets on with it without any whinging or posturing or snarkiness.