So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.

Yes, yes ... there is, in fact, a God in heaven who knows fashion. And, by the grace of God, the judges of "Project Runway" finally grasped Vincent's absurd incompetence.

Poor Vincent had very little clue as to the meaning of couture - or the meaning of "that gets me off," for that matter. His use of that expression was enough for me to feel a little woozy. Combine that very loaded (ahem) saying with his horridly bor-ring designs, and I was stunned each week that he managed to sqeak by.

But no more. ... He's OUT. And really, that's all there is to say. Well, I will add a hallelujah - for good measure.