So You Want to be the Nation's Next Top Model; Episode Four!
After another challenging scheduling conflict, So You Want to Be the Nation's Next Top Model was back on the air with another fierce episode! In this episode, watch as the models stomp the runway in a clothes designed by fashion students in a challenge that wasn't at all inspired by Project Runway, really, and then pose in another high quality photoshoot! Who has what it takes to be on top? And who...will be sent. home?
It's evening on the Model House, and we're in the kitchen. Tara, Anne, and Vereneschia are in the kitchen, snaking on pretzels and probably the alcohol they're not supposedly suppose to have, proving that models do, in fact, eat, but the three girls are noticeably distracted. "How long," Tara whispers, hardly audible, but that's why there's subtitles, "do you think she's been on there?"
"It's been, like, three hours," Vereneschia whispers back, shaking her head. "B*tch is gonna get it."
"If she ever comes out," snorts Anne.
"So," Rebekah says from the confessional, "we're all feeling a little stir-crazy. It's the third week in the house, we've all got people we miss, but some of us, who shall remain nameless, feel like they're the only ones with phone privileges."
Cut to Viki in the phone booth. Laughing. Chatting. A little ticker in the corner mentions how long she's been in there.
Rebekah: "Not. Cool."
They show a shot of Chad looking...well, like Chad, but just slightly disgruntled before going to his own confessional.
"It's my boyfriend's birthday," he said. "I asked everyone if I could have the phone, and everyone said okay, but then Viki wouldn't get off it." GRUNT.
"That's totally not cool, man," Brenton adds in. "I mean, it's his boyfriend's birthday. You don't go infringing on a S.O.'s birthday. I should know. I have a fiance."
"I'm sure," offers Dianna, "that whatever Viki needed the phone for was very important."
Cut to Viki: "Ohmigosh, and you said her shoes were what color? Seriously? Wow!"
But eventually, the phone drama reaches an apex when Chad's anger seemed to reach an anticlimatic peak and he banged on the door until Viki came out.
"Fine! Here!" Viki slammed the door behind her. "Have it!"
"Thanks!" Chad grunted back, slammed the door behind him even harder and just about made the whole house shake.
"Holy crap," Jon shows up, wide eye. "...No one is going to usurp any of Chad's phone time after that. It was like an earthquake. Or what I'd imagine they're like. We don't have earthquakes in Alaska."
Choice clips were given from the touchingly edited phone call, one that mostly edited the part about editing and the parts about space, but definitely kept anything to make sure it sounded like Chad hated Viki.
"At least we have challenges to keep us going," Tara says. "I hope this week's makeovers. When are they going to do makeovers?"
Then they were all expected to scream for the Tyra mail and wound up finding the not-so-cryptic message about fashion design more cryptic than it really was, before they were all shipped off to some fashion design school and started meeting a whole bunch of fashion design students.
"This is so exciting!" says Dianna. "I wonder what we'll be doing!"
Turns out....get this...it was fashion. Each model was paired up with a designer who used them as an inspiration for an outfit, and then there was a fashion show, where there were some powerful struts, some not-so-much, and, at one point, Dianna actually almost fell off the runway. It was very dramatic.
"She was probably saved," says Brenton, "by the sheer counter gravity of her knockers."
Either way, Anne pulled out a surprising victory, as she managed to make an uninspired and unflattering goddess dress actually somehow work, and so she got a job on the runway in a future fashion show.
Chad was a crowd pleaser, right with Brenton, Viki did well with what she thought was just a super kooky outfit, and Miles somehow managed not to blind everyone. Verenschia was cool and hip. Rebekah couldn't use her cuteness to cover her clomping, especially since Tara totally stole the cute boat today.
Jake just looked to be in pain, it was no surprise Dianna tripped in that skirt, and Jon was just a hot Alaskan Goth mess, despite his enthusiasm over how they didn't have Goths in Alaska.
That over, they went back to the house, and discussed their thoughts on how they'd fare, and hoped it was a good photoshoot. Rebekah, concerned about her clomping walk, found solice with Vereneschia, who assured her that at least she didn't fall; Dianna should take the beef for that and she always looked like a slutty ho bag in her photos, anyway. Viki was giving Jon tips on his walk, which turned out good natured, but turned into bitchy nagging, and Chad was playing his guitar, relaxing with Brenton nearby, who seemed to be very into telling Chad on how no wonder he could just sit there playing guitar, he did good on everything, his own walk was too stiff. Jake was off somewhere just spinning around in circles.
"I don't know," he says. "I was booooooored."
The commercial break also meant the announcement of the next Cover Model of the Week, which is: CHAD! "Once again," the announcer informs us, "this behemoth of abs and hair towers over his competition. This strong, silent type is starting to really win America over with his sultry good looks and musical inclinations. Plus, he likes cutes things a lot, he tells us, and he loves his boyfriend. Don't forget to vote this week! Will someone edge out Chad? Or will the muscle-bound Mexican continue to come out on top? Stay tuned!"
Back from the break, it's now time for the photoshoot. The logic for the photoshoot was very sound, really. Since they were working on runway, earlier, which is up and erect and walking around, they were going the opposite way and the shots would be of them lying down on beds and things! "It's easy," Tyra preached, "to look fierce standing up, but if you can pull it off laying down, you'll have it made!"
Everyone pretended like this made total sense, and then off to make up and wardrobe. The photographer seemed to have a difficult time finding a position for Tara that he liked, while wardrobe seemed to have trouble finding a shirt for Miles that they liked, so the joke ran that he was stealing Chad's shirtless schtick. Jake found himself spinning in circles again, so it was no wonder that the real shot of the show came from his attempts to hit up the photoshoot, only to wind up puking all over the place, including in Dianna's lap. There was a lot of screaming, a lot of crying (from both Dianna and Jake), and then Jake deemed himself too sick to go on with the photoshoot. There was a very frank discussion with Jake about how this might disqualify him, but he assured everyone that he didn't care, he was too traumatized. Dianna got a new wardrobe for her shoot since there was now barf on hers.
"I offered to help her change," offers Brenton, "but she said Chad was already helping her. Bummer. He gets all the chicks, but what's he going to do with them? He's not even straight. Like I very much am."
Whether Brenton's as straight as he says or not, he sure shot straight to the top with his photo this week, which got points not only for its mind-numbing sexiness, but also the "pretty-ugly" brooding expression. No vacantly staring into space for him this week! Rebekah took the next honors; the judges loved the quirkiness of the photo, but spent just a bit too long criticizing her for the quirkiness she brought to panel, it looked too sloppy. Jon got third not only for an excellent photo, but also for his enthusiasm in the challenge: turns out the designer just really loved how Jon seemed excited about everything, as if he'd never seen them before. Because they didn't have them in Alaska.
Viki got props for not being too cutesy and commercial this week, but they'd still like a little more. Anne's was nice, a really good picture, but they felt they were losing a little of who Anne was. They felt a lot of Chad was getting lost and soft, which was sad since he had such a fierce walk, and maybe he should stick to being shirtless. Especially since they thought it would have worked better for Chad than it would have Miles this week.
Tara tried to defend herself in light of the difficult positioning, only to be heard by unforgiving ears, and, hooo-boy, that wardrobe change must have really slide Dianna back on her progress on Porn Star Hot. Because....wowzer. Hot, but way too Playboy Hot for Tyra's taste.
Still, it was Jake, with his lack of photo, and Vereneschia's lack of neck that left them in the bottom two. Still, it was no contest. Jake did not have the profile to back up not having a photo that week or a good walk either, while Vereneschia could gain a neck at any time, so Jake was sent. home.
And sent packing amid an exit speech that actually made little sense because he was blubbering through it and the words couldn't be made out. Something to do with being bored anyway and he didn't think he was cut out for modeling, but now he could pursue his dream of being an orthodontic surgeon. Or a space cowboy. It was hard to tell between the sobs.
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It's evening on the Model House, and we're in the kitchen. Tara, Anne, and Vereneschia are in the kitchen, snaking on pretzels and probably the alcohol they're not supposedly suppose to have, proving that models do, in fact, eat, but the three girls are noticeably distracted. "How long," Tara whispers, hardly audible, but that's why there's subtitles, "do you think she's been on there?"
"It's been, like, three hours," Vereneschia whispers back, shaking her head. "B*tch is gonna get it."
"If she ever comes out," snorts Anne.
"So," Rebekah says from the confessional, "we're all feeling a little stir-crazy. It's the third week in the house, we've all got people we miss, but some of us, who shall remain nameless, feel like they're the only ones with phone privileges."
Cut to Viki in the phone booth. Laughing. Chatting. A little ticker in the corner mentions how long she's been in there.
Rebekah: "Not. Cool."
They show a shot of Chad looking...well, like Chad, but just slightly disgruntled before going to his own confessional.
"It's my boyfriend's birthday," he said. "I asked everyone if I could have the phone, and everyone said okay, but then Viki wouldn't get off it." GRUNT.
"That's totally not cool, man," Brenton adds in. "I mean, it's his boyfriend's birthday. You don't go infringing on a S.O.'s birthday. I should know. I have a fiance."
"I'm sure," offers Dianna, "that whatever Viki needed the phone for was very important."
Cut to Viki: "Ohmigosh, and you said her shoes were what color? Seriously? Wow!"
But eventually, the phone drama reaches an apex when Chad's anger seemed to reach an anticlimatic peak and he banged on the door until Viki came out.
"Fine! Here!" Viki slammed the door behind her. "Have it!"
"Thanks!" Chad grunted back, slammed the door behind him even harder and just about made the whole house shake.
"Holy crap," Jon shows up, wide eye. "...No one is going to usurp any of Chad's phone time after that. It was like an earthquake. Or what I'd imagine they're like. We don't have earthquakes in Alaska."
Choice clips were given from the touchingly edited phone call, one that mostly edited the part about editing and the parts about space, but definitely kept anything to make sure it sounded like Chad hated Viki.
"At least we have challenges to keep us going," Tara says. "I hope this week's makeovers. When are they going to do makeovers?"
Then they were all expected to scream for the Tyra mail and wound up finding the not-so-cryptic message about fashion design more cryptic than it really was, before they were all shipped off to some fashion design school and started meeting a whole bunch of fashion design students.
"This is so exciting!" says Dianna. "I wonder what we'll be doing!"
Turns out....get this...it was fashion. Each model was paired up with a designer who used them as an inspiration for an outfit, and then there was a fashion show, where there were some powerful struts, some not-so-much, and, at one point, Dianna actually almost fell off the runway. It was very dramatic.
"She was probably saved," says Brenton, "by the sheer counter gravity of her knockers."
Either way, Anne pulled out a surprising victory, as she managed to make an uninspired and unflattering goddess dress actually somehow work, and so she got a job on the runway in a future fashion show.
Chad was a crowd pleaser, right with Brenton, Viki did well with what she thought was just a super kooky outfit, and Miles somehow managed not to blind everyone. Verenschia was cool and hip. Rebekah couldn't use her cuteness to cover her clomping, especially since Tara totally stole the cute boat today.
Jake just looked to be in pain, it was no surprise Dianna tripped in that skirt, and Jon was just a hot Alaskan Goth mess, despite his enthusiasm over how they didn't have Goths in Alaska.
That over, they went back to the house, and discussed their thoughts on how they'd fare, and hoped it was a good photoshoot. Rebekah, concerned about her clomping walk, found solice with Vereneschia, who assured her that at least she didn't fall; Dianna should take the beef for that and she always looked like a slutty ho bag in her photos, anyway. Viki was giving Jon tips on his walk, which turned out good natured, but turned into bitchy nagging, and Chad was playing his guitar, relaxing with Brenton nearby, who seemed to be very into telling Chad on how no wonder he could just sit there playing guitar, he did good on everything, his own walk was too stiff. Jake was off somewhere just spinning around in circles.
"I don't know," he says. "I was booooooored."
The commercial break also meant the announcement of the next Cover Model of the Week, which is: CHAD! "Once again," the announcer informs us, "this behemoth of abs and hair towers over his competition. This strong, silent type is starting to really win America over with his sultry good looks and musical inclinations. Plus, he likes cutes things a lot, he tells us, and he loves his boyfriend. Don't forget to vote this week! Will someone edge out Chad? Or will the muscle-bound Mexican continue to come out on top? Stay tuned!"
Back from the break, it's now time for the photoshoot. The logic for the photoshoot was very sound, really. Since they were working on runway, earlier, which is up and erect and walking around, they were going the opposite way and the shots would be of them lying down on beds and things! "It's easy," Tyra preached, "to look fierce standing up, but if you can pull it off laying down, you'll have it made!"
Everyone pretended like this made total sense, and then off to make up and wardrobe. The photographer seemed to have a difficult time finding a position for Tara that he liked, while wardrobe seemed to have trouble finding a shirt for Miles that they liked, so the joke ran that he was stealing Chad's shirtless schtick. Jake found himself spinning in circles again, so it was no wonder that the real shot of the show came from his attempts to hit up the photoshoot, only to wind up puking all over the place, including in Dianna's lap. There was a lot of screaming, a lot of crying (from both Dianna and Jake), and then Jake deemed himself too sick to go on with the photoshoot. There was a very frank discussion with Jake about how this might disqualify him, but he assured everyone that he didn't care, he was too traumatized. Dianna got a new wardrobe for her shoot since there was now barf on hers.
"I offered to help her change," offers Brenton, "but she said Chad was already helping her. Bummer. He gets all the chicks, but what's he going to do with them? He's not even straight. Like I very much am."
Whether Brenton's as straight as he says or not, he sure shot straight to the top with his photo this week, which got points not only for its mind-numbing sexiness, but also the "pretty-ugly" brooding expression. No vacantly staring into space for him this week! Rebekah took the next honors; the judges loved the quirkiness of the photo, but spent just a bit too long criticizing her for the quirkiness she brought to panel, it looked too sloppy. Jon got third not only for an excellent photo, but also for his enthusiasm in the challenge: turns out the designer just really loved how Jon seemed excited about everything, as if he'd never seen them before. Because they didn't have them in Alaska.
Viki got props for not being too cutesy and commercial this week, but they'd still like a little more. Anne's was nice, a really good picture, but they felt they were losing a little of who Anne was. They felt a lot of Chad was getting lost and soft, which was sad since he had such a fierce walk, and maybe he should stick to being shirtless. Especially since they thought it would have worked better for Chad than it would have Miles this week.
Tara tried to defend herself in light of the difficult positioning, only to be heard by unforgiving ears, and, hooo-boy, that wardrobe change must have really slide Dianna back on her progress on Porn Star Hot. Because....wowzer. Hot, but way too Playboy Hot for Tyra's taste.
Still, it was Jake, with his lack of photo, and Vereneschia's lack of neck that left them in the bottom two. Still, it was no contest. Jake did not have the profile to back up not having a photo that week or a good walk either, while Vereneschia could gain a neck at any time, so Jake was sent. home.
And sent packing amid an exit speech that actually made little sense because he was blubbering through it and the words couldn't be made out. Something to do with being bored anyway and he didn't think he was cut out for modeling, but now he could pursue his dream of being an orthodontic surgeon. Or a space cowboy. It was hard to tell between the sobs.
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