Frustrations come to a boiling point this week with several dramatic subplots. Ryder demands — rather violently — that Catfish reveals herself. Marley confesses, but it turns out to be (SPOILERS) Unique, who just wanted to get close to someone she liked. Rachel wails through a Celine Dion song for her Big Broadway Callback and sheds a few tears (relief? terror? shame? pride?) to boot, but the Panel O' Judges seems unimpressed. We'll see how that turns out. Some folks at MIT determine that despite popular opinion/probability/possibility Brittney is a genius. She returns to McKinnley with serious 'tude, but it turns out she just has feelings because she's been offered early admission and has to leave immediately. Blah blah, regionals drama, and oh, suddenly regionals are being held at McKinley. The New Directions compete with a so-so lineup of songs, but (spoilers?) take the trophy anyway. Cheering and hugging abound, and then there's a wedding in the choir room.

Rachel's Melodramatic Solo of the Week:

Celine Dion's "Love You More." For a Broadway callback. Really? Reeeeally, Glee? In what universe would they a) let you choose what song to sing for a call back, b) let that song NOT be a showtune, let alone one from the actual show you're auditioning for, and c) have a pennywhistle player on hand to accompany you?

But whatevs, I like the demureness of this Jil Sander dress. This dress says calm, collected, semi-professional — a good dress to audition in. However, if we know one thing about Rachel Berry, it's that short sleeves and above-the-knee hemlines automatically reduce her age by ten years. Rachel is auditioning for Fanny Brice in Funny Girl on Broadway. Adding four inch platforms doesn't add on apparent years, Rachel. Neither does standing slightly pigeon-toed like the models you see in Vogue.

Big Reveal of the Week:

The identity of Catfish/Katie/whatevertheheckisgoingonthere is...

Marley! Looking particularly pretty in neutral tones with a possible snakeskin pattern, and her effortless flowing locks (standard Marley issue). This makes me think of an Urban Outfitters catalogue for July/August or thereabouts. But I like it.

Also, just kidding, Catfish is totally not Marley, it's actually...

...Wade/Unique! She discovered that she had feelings for Ryder, and so posed as a petite blonde in order to get his attention over text. This is Unique's "I'm Sorry" face. As plain as her polo is, girl still has FIERCE eyelashes. I would kill for those lashes.

The confession from Unique is heartfelt enough, but Ryder has no sympathy left, having been totally embarassed in front of everyone. Judgement is swift and harsh, just like it will be right now: Ryder constantly looks like a poorly dressed Ken doll. There, I finally said it.

Unexpected Plot Twist of the Week:

Brittany S. Pierce: Mathematical Super Genius.

Cute giraffe circle scarf, Brit!

Sadly, it was all downhill from there. I'm losing IQ points just looking at this Free People dip-dye skirt and oversized sweater situation. What's the look she's going for?

A coral beret (cute!), an acid wash denim vest with odd pins (mateless earrings?) and a faded graphic tee of the Old Navy/Gap sales bin variety leaves me equally cold.

And we end with this pin-up style updo (NICE!), paired with an Anthropologie feather-print cardigan and a ribbed striped shirt.

Brittany, what? Strange patterns, unusual color combinations, bizarre layers... and underneath it all, an Einstein brain. The thing I love about Brit, though, is how despite everything, no matter who goes and who stays or who dates who, Brittany always always dresses like her fashion advisor is a three year old girl. Still, I'll take the animal hats of seasons yore over this confusion.

Unlike Santana, who always dresses like she's the number one biatch on America's Next Top Model. I lurrrve this sheath dress in black, white polka dots and mint. It's bold and graphic and pop-art-y.

Did I mention I lurve it?

"FINALLY!!!" Moment of the Week:

Obviously Will and Emma ("Wemma?" asks the priest. I like "Wilma" more, personally) finally getting married ughhhhhhhthattookforeverrrrr in the choir room after Regionals.

Emma's hair has been flatironed within an inch of its life... but the lacy dress is all right and her sweet little bouquet is too perfect. Let's hope they can make it last (the marriage, I mean).

Nailbiter of the Week:

I am reeeeeally worried about Blurt. I mean Kaine. I mean Kurt and Blaine. Blaine wants to propose, like, yesterday, and Kurt still thinks they aren't even a couple anymore!? duhWHAT? Does Blaine not know how teen marriages turn out? It's like he doesn't even watch this show.

But boy howdy do these fellas know how to dress! Well, Blaine's is a bit mundane compared to his usual steez, but Kurt looks fabulous! The rusty orange against the subtle blues and maroons of his vest and scarf are amaze. UHMAZE. Also I adore how much lift his hair gets these days. Back in season one, he had the flat-to-the-skull emo sidepart.... and now this! So proud.

Blaine still owns cute sweatervests and adorable satchels, though. I love the bold red and navy for him, even if it does remind me of his Warblers uniform. #preppy

Yawn of the Week:

Regionals. Sigh.

These dresses from the Hoosierdaddies are cute and I'm giving windmill snaps for the boys' red shirts and black suspenders, but they definitely look like an underage wedding party. Or an overly coordinated homecoming court?

The New Directions do a bit better with slightly more classic colors and lines, but the fellas looked so casual next to the girls.

More Asos...

I personally think the hemlines of the dresses are too long for most of the girls, but the dresses are a win other than that. And can we talk about Kitty stealing the show with her bombshell bouffant and totally nude lipstick? It was impossible to get a clearer image of her, because girlfriend was busy with her twirls, kicks and hip-bumps. Werq.

Sleeper Agent of the Week:

I don't always think about Sugar Motta when she's not onscreen, but when I do, she's usually wearing gold lame and leopard print.

GASP! Dreams do come true! She legitimately came to school dressed like a 1991 Barbie doll (Beverly Hills Barbie? Rodeo Drive Barbie maybe?) and she knows it.

And then she proved the probability of her true secret identity: Britney and Madonna's secret love child. I can't get over the gold studs and the perfect chignon under that hat. And the biker gloves.

Oh, and also? Sugar spends the entire regionals performance of Icona Pop's "I Love It" in character. As in, like, acting. It's incredible. Observe:

Don't ever change, Sugar Motta.

So that's that for Season 4 of Glee. It was a rough road, you guys. Somewhere along the way, the show started limping along, but hopefully with one more character closer to NYC next year (welcome to MIT, Brittany!), we'll see less of the hallowed halls of McKinnley, and more fab fashion.

So, here's what you missed on Glee: Emma puts her wedding on hold so the glee club can go to Sectionals because Will slept on a mattress and now can't go. Finn finds out Puck is the father of Quinn's baby and flakes on Sectionals but shows up after a pep talk from Will, and Puck wants to be with Quinn, but she isn't having any of that. Mercedes is chosen to do the ballad for the competition but then Rachel does it anyway, because Lea Michele's contract said so because Sue leaked the New Directions set list. Will Emma marry Ken? Will those crazy kids win the show choir comp? Will Rachel wear suitable hosiery?

Artie starts us off with some serious colour blocking. This is Chuck Bass, circa season two, the only time in the history of Gossip Girl he ever wore a sweater. Stick with brights, Artie, and you'll go places. Have you considered a matching bowtie? A bottle of Dom?

That sweater vest beats out the usually fabulous Kurt, who is playing it safe (read: boring) in piratical stripes and a trench coat. Are you a pirate-spy for Vocal Adrenaline?

Mercedes is glamorously gauche with too much gold jewellery again, but since there's gold on her t-shirt too, I'm okay with it. The geometric pattern isn't too busy, which is rare for her.

When I first saw Tina's outfit, I was all, 'yay, such pretty curls!' Then I realised she was wearing black armwarmers and pink eyeshadow, plus a cutesy hair clip and grungey accessories. She's like a Southern fried spring roll, dressing outside the realms of normalcy.

Finn also does black, and I like it just about as much as I like him in every other colour. Until there's a tuxedo involved or Kurt makes him over, I'm not interested.

But still, costume consistency is a great thing — it makes me believe these twenty somethings really might actually be Midwest teens. It's great to see Rachel's apron style wrap skirt, since that is something a teenage girl would wear with everything. And the strong blue cardigan with argyle print is surprisingly bold. Snaps for Rachel Berry!

As always, there is only one queen, and that is Quinn. Her braid porn is in fine form, and her simple teal empire line dress and sensible shrug are what young mothers should be wearing: concealing, not revealing, with not a crop top or Daisy Duke in sight.

Her baby daddy Puck smartens up for his rendition of "Are You Gonna Be My Girl?" (He doesn't sing it, bee tee dubs, just thinks it). Brown makes his hazel eyes pop, even brown plaid.

Did I mention Finn decides to punish the entire glee club because he's not Quinn's baby daddy? Here he is, returning to the site of all his former shower-singing sins. Letter jacket on, he's ready to think none too deeply and make none too smart decisions.

It's the return of carmine, guys and gals. Thankfully, Rachel's beautiful single-breasted coat is hiding the hideous plaid housedress she has on underneath.

In fact, most of New Directions are rocking the outerwear. Artie's pimped out in a tri-colour puffer, Mercedes is black and yellow (and pink) like the annoying hip hop song of the same name, and Quinn looks angelic in spearmint blue. These guys have really pulled their socks up.

These guys...have not. Tina looks like Edward Scissorhands and Kurt resembles Rihanna on a bad day. Bad beanie choice. In fact, beanies are bad. Don't go there.

As ensemble outfits go, this one's not bad - but it's not spectacular either. Black does work on everyone, but that generic dress shape so often used for bridesmaid dresses leads to a uniboob effect, like a unibrow on the chest.

That said, I Can't Always Get What I Want.

Of course our heroes win the day, and end it with some Kelly Clarkson. I don't remember Kelly wearing so much lavender or knee socks, Rachel, but you're off the hook since you just killed "Don't Rain on My Parade." Mercedes is back on form with a spangly peace sign, and Tina and Artie appear to be wearing matching armwarmers, as well as some more purple.

As for the boys...I would call that safari chic from Kurt, except his shirt/jacket/thing has a nehru collar and it makes no sense. And I'm fairly certain Finn skinned a bear to make that sweater.

Emma certainly looks like a bride, doesn't she? The high, virginal collar, the pretty white embroidery, the seraphic orchids in the background?

...and this is her groom. This is the only picture of him I could get, and he's dressed like a bumblebee.

Who wouldn't choose this face, instead? Admittedly, this face thought a drab grey shirt and a drab grey tie were a good idea, but he's so cute!

I mean, but he's not cute in the slighest! A shirt without a tie is like a broken pencil: pointless. And, deep inside that collarless, charmless brown jacket, I think Will knows that.

Maybe Emma will set him right?

Um...the Emmasaurus Rex looks darling in one of a never-ending supply of tie-necked blouses, beefed up with a bright red coat which somehow doesn't clash with her hair. How?!

Terri turns up for one last hurrah in yet another carmine hue (not salmon, which is strange for her). Her deep cleavage is now only mildly inappropriate, as she's no longer pretending to be pregnant.

Cleavage or no cleavage, Will rushes to Ken and Emma's wedding, not to stop it, but just to be useless and look dapper. A nicely cut suit will do wonders for a man, and this one makes Matthew Morrison not seem scruffy, which is no mean feat. In fact, he's rather handsome.

A refresher course in Emma's beautiful, Audrey Hepburn inspired wedding dress. Sigh.

Then this happens.

Then this happens.

Emma's leaving McKinley forever and Will is somehow alright about it?! Sure, Sue just got suspended and sure, his current shirt/sweater combo makes good use of the beautiful thing that is blue and grey, but that is no excuse for callousness!

Especially when Emma looks so lovely in green and cream, backlit by some enterprising set designer?

Let's get a closer look at that beret, shall we?

Close enough?

Close enough.

Sometimes, there are just too many outfits - shocking, I know. This week on Glee, I've decided to recap those who've been left on the shelf previously.

And I will do it hilariously.

Meet the Jane Addams girls. They perform Rolling on a River in wheelchairs, plagiarised from the New Directions, despite looking more like they should be rolling with their homies instead. If Mercedes' family tree has a bad branch, this is it. So many oversized accessories...

Eve guest stars, presumably because Lil' Kim wasn't available. Whatever the motivation for getting a female rapper to head up a reform school, she looks smoking in smokey blue and stoney grey, and I have big love for anyone who matches their eyeshadow to their blouse.

This is Dalton Rumba (seriously), a deaf headteacher who dresses like a Paul Smith pin-up and enjoys a pretzel. I love everything about him, from his Malcolm X glasses to his striped bowtie to his fawn blazer.

Did I mention Sue leaked McKinley's set list? This is certainly her most diabolical tracksuit.

Judging the show choir competition are three of the funniest people you will ever meet: the amazing Anna Camp, who dresses like a Barbie and plays the ditz extraordinaire.

Rod Remington, a man with a plan — a fashionable plan — in an apricot silk tie and matching pocket square.

Will Schuester, take note. Men of the world, take note.

And lastly...I don't know who this lady is, but I wouldn't want to meet her on a dark night, not with those crazy eyes. That said, her textured blazer provides a lovely contrast to the top beneath and the pale colour is wonderful with her skintone.

And now, for the one I've been saving. All hail Principal Figgins.

He's just everything you want in a man. He clashes different patterns with his vest, shirt, jacket. He knows how to add just the right dash of je ne sais quoi with that claret coloured tie. He doesn't buy a three piece suit, he makes his own.

Also, he's the spitting image of my dearly departed granddad, so I adore him.

I'm just going to leave this here.

Best Abs

You thought it was Brody, didn't you? But we agree with Rachel — Cassie July's are better. And she probably knows it too, if her plethora of crop tops (the one on the left is by VPL) are anything to go by.

Best Outfit

It's always a treat when the Cheerios are out of uniform, and Kitty does not disappoint in this summery ensemble. So fresh! So adorable! Yet it's not overly matchy. Are you taking notes?

More Wallis...

And the runner up... Artie's lemon yellow hot-air balloon sweater. With a collared shirt underneath, of course. I'm torn between hating the sweater because five-year-old me probably wore a similar one, or absolutely loving it because it is just so freakin' darling.

Actually, all the Glee kids looked pretty darn cute in their performance of Stevie Wonder's "For Once in My Life". I mean, sure, the overall effect is a little Brady Bunch, but the individual looks are genius.

BTW, have you ever noticed the ridiculousness of the custom sets on this show?

Will: Hey, I need a sunny, 1970s set. Can your set guys build it?
Drama Club Sponsor: Sure! Is this for a concert?
Will: No, it's just for one number.
DCS: You're...doing a video? Submitting it for a big contest, maybe?
Will: Nah, it's just for ourselves. We'll be singing to an empty auditorium. No cameras.
DCS: ...

Rachel's Cassandra's Melodramatic Solo of the Week

Rachel's MSotW was replaced by Ms. July's rendition of "Uptight", which was part of a surprisingly sweet NYADA show of support for Rachel. Done in a teeny black number, and fab black t-strap heels, of course. Rachel was in her typical skirt and leotard, with what is quickly becoming her trademark — a cashmere sweater.

Also noteworthy - Rachel in jeans! NYC really is changing her.

Least Compelling Plotline

Mercedes' record deal dramz. Le yawn. Also boring? Her cropped moto jackets and printed tees.

She needs to borrow something from Unique's closet, because girlfriend is killing it. This combination of mint and grape purple is varsity-level.

And those shoes! Rarely is Unique ever in flats, with an enviable collection ranging from the black platforms above to the red ankle boots below.

If she keeps this up, she could totally hang out with the Pretty Little Liars "I wear 3 inches or I wear nothing" club. Hey, speaking of cross-over ideas...

Most Nolan Ross-esque Moment

Artie's double collared shirts. Adorbs, and totally Hamptons-worthy. If only he'd popped the collars as well!

Come to think of it, I can picture Artie moving to NYC and becoming the next villian on Revenge: Film school student by day, The Initiative evil-doer by night. Tell me you see it, too.

Tina's 60s Dress of the Week

Aaaand we're back to mod 60s dresses for T. This confirms that the steampunk was just a passing fancy, although I do love this dress. That zipper detail? Yes.

Most Color-Coordinated

Too matchy? Possibly, but Mike's color-coordination is totally on point. The neon yellow trim of his Marc by Marc Jacobs sweater matches the accents on his tee...and the laces on his sneakers. Respect.

Biggest Neckwear Fan

No, it's not Chuck Bass. Kurt went all-out this episode, pairing a mustard shirt and grey jeans with a purple scarf. I'm assuming that airplane pin is standard Kurt Hummel travel attire.

From scarves to neckerchiefs, Kurt dons a jaunty hat and moss green jeans. I give Kurt snaps for resisting the all-black NYC uniform, as we see with his print shirt, perfectly coordinated with his jeans and copper belt. You stay true to your roots, son!

All-in-all, a stylishly solid episode. Predictions for next week: Rachel gets her first Broadway disappointment, but wears gorgeous sweaters throughout. Kurt continues his love affair with scarves and neckerchiefs, while Blaine still considers marriage. Oh, and Tina will wear a 60s dress.

Least Likely to do a Fashion Montage

Will... ugh. Seriously, you bore me. It's always just a slight variation of this:

Honestly. It's like you raided your Grandpa's closet. Stop. Please.

Most Likely to Show Her Macaron

Whoah, Santana! Always inappropriate for winter/spring in New York, Santana drags an old chair into the loft in a nearly macaron-baring bandage dress by McQ Alexander McQueen. 

The pattern rocks, as does the cropped leather jacket. This girl has some bitchin' outerwear. Who else could pull this off? I do wonder how she got that chair upstairs though... is there an elevator in the building? She could barely drag it.

Rachel and Kurt are not dressed in their best casualwear to counsel Santana for the umpteenth time. 

Rachel is a bit blah, but I do with I could see her skirt — maybe that would redeem her? Hair and makeup are amazing for lounging around the house, though. I think I would like Kurt's outfit better without the scarf. It seems a little too feminine for him. I must, however, give mad props for matching the mint jeans to the windows.

Best Cameo

SJP, thank god you showed up. 

Isabelle is back, and back with a vengeance! This dress. Oh, this dress is glorious and I wish I could get a better picture of it. It fits her like a glove, and the colors are to die for. I bow down to the master.

Best House Wear

Kurt invites Rachel and Santana to the ballet wearing his most profesh red tie and matching trousers. His pocket square (?) is a little out of control though. I'll give you a pass on that though, Kurt. Rachel decides to match Kurt in her red pleather skirt and while I don't fully approve of that, I'm kind of lusting after Rachel's bird print blouse.

True story — I'm terrified of birds, but I love bird print. On everything. So this black and yellow number is right up my alley (though I would never cook in it).

Santana is, once again, wearing a blousy tank in the early spring in New York. Obvs.

This print is beautiful, though, and the color totally compliments her skin tone. I wish I could have seen the rest of what she's wearing, but alas, we only see from the waist up.

Best Twinsies (and Musical Number)

Obviously the twinsies award goes to Sue and Becky. How does Becky get these matching outfits and know to wear them at the same time as her mentor? Does Sue send them to her and give her a track suit schedule?

I love how this top softens her look. Sue is so sweet with Becky, too — I'm glad she's still hanging around even though she took the fall for Becky in the whole gun incident from the "Shooting Star" episode. Sue continues on to sing a rendition of "Little Girls" from Annie, one of my faves. Did anyone notice how Sue's mother was played by Carol Burnett, and she played Mrs. Hannigan in the movie version of Annie? No? Just me then.

Rachel's Santana's Melodramatic Solo Duet Trio Quartet of the Week

Phew! At the ballet, Kurt, Rachel and Santana show up looking stunning in their designer gear. 

Kurt is wearing a pretty standard tux, but I'm really loving this New York hair he has going on. It should definitely stick around. Rachel's dress is beautiful. Like, fairy princess/Good Witch of the North gorgeous. I'm not entirely sure what the color of the dress is, but the bodice has the perfect amount of bling, and she matches it with a sparkly headband and soft wavy hair. And Santana. I have honestly never seen her look so soft and graceful. The perfect vulnerability metaphor. The cut-out bodice of her Badgley Mischka gown is perfectly on trend, and the draping falls amazingly. I'm in complete awe.

The whole gang, Isabell included, in her fitted black top and satiny cream skirt, sing a haunting rendition of "At the Ballet" from A Chorous Line. I really wish I could have gotten a good picture of her dress, but about 90% of this episode was shot in near darkness...

More Ippolita...

Least Interesting Group of People

I suppose I have to mention the McKinley crew...

So here we have back-to-mod Tina, though her shoes are adorbs (boo...I was so hoping for more steampunk nonsense), grandpa sweater Artie, generic Sam, Blaine (finally, someone bringing it with some style with the color-blocked cardi, rolled jeans, brogues, and straw hat) then back to blah with generic couple Marley and Jake, Cheerio Kitty, Unique looking kinda boring for her, and generic Ryder. Do you think there's some kind of contract that the show has with American Apparel?

Another group shot. I actually really love Tina's dress, for a change. The colors are awesome, and her brogues are fantastic. I wish it had a bit more shape, but I'll take what I can get. Blaine is a dream, as per usual, with his adorable bow tie and mustard trousers.

But check out (the partially obscured) Unique with the bold color combo! Mint and coral with polka dot jeans and camel colored boots — this is my go to when I can get it together to leave the house.

My big surprise of the show is Marley, actually rocking a look that I would wear (two weeks in a row!).

I really wish I could have gotten a better picture of it, but this red bird print (again!!) dress, and jean vest is kind of my jam. I would totally wear this, and probably not look as good. I definitely wouldn't sing as well.

Best Workout Gear

Speaking of things I could never wear...

As we saw with the earlier blouse, royal blue does wonders on Santana. A nice bit of sparkle on the shoulder... lovely. Glad that she's finally getting her stuff together and doing something other than cage dancing/letting strangers grope her for cash.

So what do we think kids? Will Ryder finally meet Katie? Will we ever hear news of Rachel's Funny Girl call back? Will another disaster befall McKinley?

Rachel's Melodramatic Song of the Week

It's a tie between 1) a mother-daughter duet of "Next to Me" complete with coordinating purple shirts and grey toppers...

...and 2) Rachel in the audition of her life. I know! She's finally chasing the dream of Fanny Brice in Funny Girl. Proud of you, Rach.

I can't make up my mind about this Maje dress with wrap skirt, though. Is it adorably perfect? Is it too twee? What Would Barbara Wear?

You know the answer to that — she'd wear a hat and a French twist, as Rachel did in this dress-up montage at the top of the show.

You guys, we here at YKYLF can not stress how much we love a good montage. And one that involves leopard print and eyeliner of perfection? Please. I am dying over here.

Said montage led to a glimpse of Little Rachel, and we now have an origin story for her wardrobe from seasons 1-3.

Knee stockings — check. Peter Pan collar — check. A dire need to be evaluated and accepted? If I'm reading the expression on Lil' Rachel's face correctly — check.

But this is Season 4, and Rachel will no longer be trifled with, nor will she dress like a toddler. I'm digging this top — it's got a bit of an 80s vibe with the rando print.

I'm also drawn to this simple blazer and the textured dress it was hiding. Again, we have a bit of an 80s influence in the print.

The shape was pretty cute, too, as blurrily seen here in her Dance of Joy with Kurt.

Oh! Right! Kurt was in this episode, and he wore layers. Observe the graphic top, casually tied scarf, and thin wrap. He's all "I'm too trendy to wear warm clothes, even though I'm actually freezing in this godforsaken loft."

Alas, Kurt had little to do in this episode besides appear in a song-hallucination during Rachel's audition, and then provide a plate of cookies while Rachel waited for the producers to come knocking on her door (or ringing on her iPhone, as the case may be).

Speaking of the producers, all three of these folks look familiar to me, but IMDb is of no help. What say you, YKYLF readers?

How Sue Sees It

She doesn't, what with that whole bringing-a-gun-to-school incident last week. So instead, we have Substitute Sue (aka Roz) who does an admirable job of keeping up the tracksuit tradition while sporting school colors. I mean, it's a bit expected, but how creative can one get with Adidas?

Anyway, peep that mani, perfectly offsetting her medal ribbon. Plus the pop of color, courtesy of her diving watch? I applaud your choice of accessories, Coach Roz.

Least Accurate Depiction of College

So, Finn's tried getting married, going to the Army, teaching high schoolers, and failing all that, has embarked on a new persona — Big Man on Campus!

I know we tend to hate shawl-collar sweaters, but this one doesn't bother me. It's a refreshing alternative to the usual hoodie seen on most college guys.

But back to the campus scene. What? I mean...what? There's no way that The University of Lima (anyone else catch the emphasis on the "The"? Hat tip to The Ohio State) has such an organized and good-looking student body.

Yeah, I'm guessing U of L is a suitcase college where things are earily quiet after 3pm and on weekends. And the likelihood of this many tan and fit bodies in the middle of an Ohio spring = slim/none.

But ya know, this is Hollywood, and in Hollywood, scenes like this play out at all colleges, and guys like Finn easily convince babes to shed their bikini tops and take a whirl on the slip-n-slide...

...and semi-suit up to rock out at frat parties.

BTW, I'm calling it now — Finn and Puck will pledge whatever-Kappa-whatever (Frat Bro #2's shirt is partially obscured, thus I can't make out the letters) and put their Glee Skillz to good use to save the fraternity from whatever ill is about to befall it.

I think I saw that on an episode of GREEK, anyway.

Oh! Right! Puck was in this episode too, as a sort-of-student at U of L (he's auditing a few classes, and no, I don't believe he knows what that means).

Although as he defines it, auditing means playing on the aforementioned slip-n-slide, rocking out at aforementioned frat parties dressed like a rockabilly guitar hero...

...and delivering some realness to Finn. Yes.

It's morning (afternoon?) in the dorm, and the boys are in their rumpled best. Puck thrusts a pink paper at Finn, who dismisses it as merely a warning from a prof for missing a test. Again, what? Was my school just particularly harsh with its sink-or-swim attitude, or are some insitutions this coddling? You guys, I can't tell what's real anymore.

Best Outfit of the Week

Like Rachel's audition outfit, Marley's military-inspired ensemble gave me conflicting feelings. Was it overly matchy? Was she channeling her inner majorette just a tad too much?

But the more I look at it, the more j'adore.

Bonus peep at Marley's cowboy boots (eh...do not like) and Unique's heels. Grrrrrrl...

More Gap...

Did you see Marley's folder in the top pic, in a perfectly matching shade of yellow? The contents of said folder bring me to this week's...

Least Compelling Plotline

Blah, blah Schue wants to sing old songs, the kids don't, Schue gets mad, he overhears their conversation, and relents in the end. I can't believe they spent half the episode on this minutia.

So instead, let's talk about Blaine's knitwear! First, he rallies the troops in a dandy contrasting cardi, followed by a coordinating outfit of the classic plaid-shirt-and-sweater-vest variety. Coach Roz, this is how you nail school colors.

Somewhere in there (again, Least Compelling Plotline) he and Unique decided that On Wednesdays We Wear Stripes. While horizontal stripes are not Unique's friend, I give golf claps for the expert mixing of purples. And I'm standing on my chair and straight-up cheering for Blaine's subdued yet snazzy stripes and yellow pants. It takes a strong man to pull of yellow pants.

Marley's on the knitwear train, too, first in this sweet aqua sweater paired with a pleated skirt and a song in heart. Yeah, lemme bring you up to speed — songwriting is her Thing, and that means we're going to be forced to listen to treated to original songs full of teenaged pathos, because New Directions will be singing one of these gems for regionals.

I suppose such wisdom comes easy to someone wearing an owl sweater.

Whooo wants to hear another song? Not me!

Tina's Latest Costume School Outfit

Remember when Tina was into Pilgrim Goth? And then 60s Mod? Well, her latest sartorial obsession is STEAMPUNK, Y'ALL!

I'm actually super excited for this, and hope it's not a one-episode passing fad attributed to her school-shooting PTSD. Just look at the textures! The accessories! The opportunities for snark!

I mean...she's wearing GOGGLES, for crying out loud!

This group shot is pretty normal, right? You're all "Oh, there's Brittany in her Cherrios uniform, Artie in a vest, Unique looking ladylike, and — OMG WHAT GOGGLES?"

Don't front. If you saw Tina in real life, you'd secretly want to be her.

BTW, Unique, I'm considering that exact pattern for my new stair runner. No lie. Oh, and Mardi Gras beads do not make for good accessories. See your pal Tina, there to your left, for accessorizing tips.

Most Scary Body-Snatching Moment

Here is Will.

Here is Finn.

Here are Will and Finn hugging it out.

NOW TELL ME — when you glance at the face over Jake's shoulder, does it not look like some sort of Will/Finn morph?

The more I look at it, the more unsettling it becomes. Much like this show in general.

Wow, Sue, I never thought you would step and protect a student the way you did with Becky. It makes sense though, since she's a mother now and the one thing she does better than anyone else is protect her own (the Cheerios, the New Directions...when it suited her formerly evil agenda). The black tracksuit she wore to face off with Becky was kinda foreshadowing, no?

And she wore one cool blue one out the door.

Here’s to you Sue, don’t stay gone too long. Glee without you is like Dynasty without Alexis Colby.

We don’t get to see any of the action in New York, Santana the power lesbian didn’t come back, and everyone gave up their petty little fights because finally, they kinda realized that none of the dumb-ass storylines of the last year mattered. (And with that, Ryan Murphy commanded the writers’ room to make my headshot into a dartboard.) So let’s focus on local Lima wear.

Blaine and Tina look far too attached. I dig that they care about each other, but even Will and Grace had their distance. And Tina telling Blaine she couldn’t bear it if anything was to happen to him? I’m touched, but it’s a sign that’s she’s unhealthily attached to him. When she starts therapy after college and he’s married to Neil Patrick Harris, she’ll always talk about this incident, his tacky polyester cheerleader outfit, and her continuing Twiggy motif in this Trina Turk dress. Lady, it’s not 1967 and you’re not skipping down Bond Street on your way to a Stones concert in Hyde Park.

But you know who is an appropriately-dressed looker? This girl.

Turns out, this is not his online lady love. Poor Ryder is being taken for a ride by someone who bogarts her profile picture, but I don't care. She's charming, fresh-faced, screams Brooke Shields in a Calvin Klein ad, down to the wavy hair and accessories.

I’m going to defer judgment to my (straight guy) trainer, who once told me that nothing looks hotter than a woman who can rock a pair of white pants.

The man is spot-on. Ryder better forget the mystery text partner is and just date this girl, because betewen her white pants and his skinny jeans, they look like the most adorable couple in a J.Crew catalog (but who secretly long to get naked ala an Abercrombie & Fitch catalog).

More Kate Spade...

And then there’s Sam, who always dresses like he’s always ready for an A&F shoot.

Not pictured: accessory cat.

Much to the delight (ahem) of Lord Tubbington, who knows all and sees all.

While I’m glad that the horrible Kitty finally (sincerely) apologized to Marley, I think that one of the life lessons that should come from surviving a near-death experience is: upgrade your wardrobe. Marley, you’re sweet and all, but not everything needs to look like it comes from Anthropologie. Mustard is a tough, tough color to pull off.

But I'm down with Bieste's brilliant blue, even while she's pining for Schue:

I feel for her — she just wants someone to love her as she is. Well Bieste, I love your softer look, although if we're sharing beauty tips, I'd go back to the Rachel Maddow cut you initially wore, paired with a lighter shade of lipstick. This hair is a bit too crunchy.

And through a disaster, we always have Schue, always nattily dressed even in crisis:

I think that once Glee ends and gets revived once every decade for the next 30 years, Matthew Morrison will always have a job.

Schue is to Glee as Jean Marsh is to Upstairs, Downstairs. Jean played the same character on every. single. season. of Upstairs, Downstairs from its pilot in 1971 to the latest series...in 2010. I can totally see Schue becoming principal to replace Figgins in 10 years' time, then superintendent in 20 years, and then a sub after he retires in 30 years. You totally catch my drift, right?

All in all, I gotta hand it to the Glee crew this week. They made a well-acted mini-episode of 24 that will hopefully flush out the soggy drama of the rest of this season at McKinley like a good antibiotic on a sinus infection. (Full disclosure: I’ve been sick all week and may or may not be writing this under the influence of a Codeine-based medication I got with my free Canadian health care.) Hopefully this will be combined with a Santana lozenge and an NYC neti pot.

So, here's what you missed on Glee: Will personally buys a section of the yearbook so the glee club (*cough* Finchel *cough*) can have a picture, even though it gets defaced and Rachel photobombs everyone's else's picture anyway. Terri's fake bump is revealed to be fake — big shocker — and Ken and Emma are getting married on the same day as sectionals, which the glee club are now ineligible for because Will slept on a mattress, then eligible for again so long as he doesn't go with them. The club takes a picture, which gets defaced. And the point of the episode was...?

Quinn = queen of win. Our pregnant princess is the anti-Tina in Lolita-esque lace, but her milkmaid looks make it sweet, not scary. A print might be nice, though.

Print or no print, however, she needs to do YouTube tutorials on hair braiding, and steer clear of block colour cardigans and shapeless blouses. You're not a mother yet, Quinnie, especially a middle-aged one with no time to shop.

Speaking of middle-aged, Rachel's boring contrast combo is a size too small and a shade too boring. I will only say this once: Mercedes' neon obsession isn't always a bad thing.

If you're wondering, readers, the Sunday Times' style supplement suggests pairing a bright neon print with a softer colour, such as Mercedes' green sweater. She's right on trend for Spring 2013...in 2009. Or 1989.

Rachel tries to press gang each glee club member into posing in the yearbook photo with her. Artie is having none of it, even though I'm sure his ickily trimmed blue sky and clouds sweater vest would look great. Really.

But with her big doe eyes and coat in the exact same shade of candy apple red as his letter jacket, Rachel hooks herself a sucker in the form of Finn Hudson, idiot extraordinaire.

They groove to songs about smiling, which have nothing to do with the episode, and Finn dresses like a farmer in textures of brown, khaki and grey. This is Ohio, not Idaho.

Rachel matches him. With a plaid skirt. Ewww.

But if you publicly associate yourself with the glee club, bad things are going to happen. Football players are going to draw on your face.

And then you're going to flake on Rachel and go back to wearing your habitual plaid shirt of shame over your white shirt of sorrow, and your recapper (and the audience) will hate you.

This is an episode of highs and lows for Rachel, not only because she gets stood up. I mean, I love her chunky, cranberry-coloured cardigan, but not the elderly thermal vest beneath it.

This is very pretty hair. It's so volumised, it reminds me of the Little Mermaid. Puff sleeves and pinafores, however, should not be worn by anyone over the age of seven. Take note, wardobe department. Seven, not seventeen.

Seven. This frilly lampshade monstrosity, with tiers in all the wrong places and pearlised buttons, should be worn by a seventy year old.

Seventy.

Respect, Ken Tanaka. I support any man who wears such brightly coloured polo shirts and if that were all I were judging you on, you'd get Emma and a selection of free bowties too!

Bride-to-be Emma is blue, literally. Luckily for me, she's a gorgeous shade of blue with cute buttons on the sleeves and a complimentary floral brooch.

Blue flowers seem to be a theme, and this is where Emma gets into dangerous territory. Embroidered cardigans are great granny wear, but a pale skirt makes this look more light and summery than Sunset Years Retirement Home.

Sue pops in to poop on everyone's parade by denying the New Directions a place in the yearbook. Her tracksuit isn't anything we haven't seen before, but her expression...

And now, we return to our scheduled programming.

Or not.

Anyway, Will is blue too. And grey. And bland. A Project Runway/Glee crossover cannot come too soon to save him from himself.

When Will's not dressing like an older, poorer, less buff Nate Archibald, he goes in for cardigans and coats in grey and brown and confusion at the way his life turned out.

Hopefully Emma can counsel him about the dullness of his personality, dressed as she is as a darling bud of May in white, spring green and dainty daisy accessories.

Her tending loving therapy prompts Will to wear a brighter shade of blue and a dangerous — for him — red and black striped tie, but nothing dramatic.

That is a dramatic tie. Why? BECAUSE I'VE NEVER SEEN IT BEFORE. There are pinstripes and tiny triangles and that is a tie a pharoah would wear, snaps for Mr Schue!

And Mrs Schue, with her bogus belly? Will snatches it out from beneath this frilled purple number, and I would like him more if he'd snatched her shirt off too, and replaced it with a nicely ironed button-down and a moral compass.

'I literally have nothing to wear', by Will Schuester.

This is what recapping your repetitive rear feels like, William.