Irina gloats over her victory in the Macy's challenge and everyone ignores hers because she is annoying. People also pretend to miss Louise, but who would miss all the weeping and rending of sackcloth? Well, besides the Lutherans.

Out on the runway, the designers flinch as Heidi announces yet another surprise. The runway is flooded with women in wedding dresses. But these are not nubile young brides-to-be, they are gay divorcees (or almost divorcees) and they want their wedding dresses turned into like athletic wear or something practical. As the winner, Irina gets to choose her model first. When she goes for a women who looks like she is wearing not so much a wedding dress as a wedding cake it becomes apparent that the designers are lusting for fabric and as much as they can get. From Epperson through Althea, the designers select their models based exclusively on square footage of dress. Finally, the last woman standing is left to Shirin and the lady is wearing a glorified doily minus the lace. Shirin is screwed and she makes sure the camera knows it. Adding insult to Shirin's injury, her divorcee is dying for a Cher costume and not in the easy chuck-some-fishnets-at-her-and-wrap-a-ribbon-around her-lady-bits "If I Could Turn Back Time"-way, but in a not ironic "Half Breed" way with maybe some peacock feathers for flair? Shirin quietly packs her bags.

Obviously this challenge hits close to home for Gordana (the house matron) who has been divorced and whose stress at being confronted with a mirror of her own failed relationship and the anxiety of being separated from her children has manifested itself as blackened hands. Like, really. And they don't even try to explain why her hands look like she mounted Everest without gloves.

During the rounds of his look-and-sneer, Tim is worried about Logan's pantsuit, but loves Gordana's mummy inspired mini-dress and gives poor Shirin some much-need moral support (and an even more needed Xanax). He sends in the models for a fitting and it is not that interesting. Especially because the divorcees don't give us the usual T and A show, which always livens up the hour, but now that I think about is probably a good thing in this situation. Not that the ladies weren't lovely; they just weren't models.

On the day of the challenge and half the women are excited, but Christopher's and Shirin's are not so sure. Shirin made a very simple white shift with black stitching, which is a far, far cry from Sacajawea-inspired peacock-accented wear. In other words, it is tasteful. Christopher's dress on the other hand brings to mind the harsh words of the judge's last week: disco shower curtain. Christopher, those weren't compliments!

At judgment ,Nina Garcia is still MIA, but Zanna has grown on me like a fashion-forward hangnail. The divorcees rock it down the runway. Nicholas, Althea, and Carol Hannah are passed on to the next round despite the fact that Nicholas's vest and pantsuit are heinous. Gordana's dress is gorgeous and she gets the compliments she deserves. Christopher's "space bubble dress" is, well, a space bubble dress. Epperson is complimented for his impressive Oktoberfest impersonation. That is not a good thing. Shirin's dress is adored by all (except maybe her model). Logan also finds himself in the bottom with his pants and shirt combo. Irina's taupe lace dress rounds out the top three.

Gordana is named the winner. And she truly deserved the laurels. Her dress is gorgeous. She cheers backstage and Christopher, Logan, and Epperson are left on the runway. In a shocking twist, Christopher is safe. WTF? That dress was like a tinfoil conspiracy hat wrapped with floral tape. Logan and Epperson are left. Both are mocked for their Oktoberfest inspired looks, but Logan is far too cute to send home, so Epperson it is. So, a black man can be elected president, but cannot win Project Runway. I'm starting a petition to bring Ra'mon back!