It's the America's Top Model finale! Wait, make that the HISTORICAL America's Top Model finale. With three girls left in Rome, it's time for the usual Cover Girl commercial and ad. Thankfully, this time the commercial is in English, and the girls get their lines the night before, so there's none of the mispronunciation/cue card madness. The girls are understandably stressed. Anya in particular seems to be feeling the pressure and displays an emotion other than bubbleheadedness and light for once. Cycle 9 winner Saleisha comes back to cheer the girls on as they shill for mascara, and seems content in the knowledge that her reign of torpor is coming to an end. Nobody's commercial is particularly good or particularly disastrous, and the same can be said for the photos. Despite Paulina saying that she looks stupid in her photo, Anya is called first, thus making it through to the final two. It comes down to Fatima and Whitney and, despite really being the prettiest, Fatima gets sent home with the cold comfort that she's an inspiration to a lot of girls out there.
With Fatima out of the way, Anya and Whitney get ready for the final runway show. And let me tell you, it's pretty exciting. There are no ghost brides or dangerously close locals on stilts this year, but there is…VERSACE! I kept waiting for a Nomi Malone “It’s Ver-SAYCE” moment, but it didn't happen. Ditto with a Donatella appearance, although we're told that she hand-selected the garments. The runway show for once looks like an actual runway show and not like the production crew hijacked a street fair where the local onlookers could care less. Anya looks a bit stilted as she walks, in part because of an extremely tight ankle-length dress that restricts her movement while Whitney flounces and bounces in a pink "First Plus-Sized America's Top Model Barbie" dress. And indeed, Whitney wins! It's a victory for every girl out there who's ever savored a good ham sandwich.
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Previously on ANTM: We began with fourteen finalists, who waged a fierce fight for stomping supremacy. Some made an impact, while others were forgotten as soon as their oft-busted faces stopped appearing on our TV screens every Wednesday night. Three girls have survived it all, and tonight one of them will be named America's Top Model.
Will it be Anya, the effervescent and ethereal beauty from Hawaii, who got only more elfin and sprite-like as the competition went on, but who also might be slightly retarded? Though really, I guess crowning a mentally challenged girl as the victor really wouldn't be breaking down any barriers in the world of modeling. Or will it be Fatima, whose absence of certain lady parts proved less of a barrier than her inability to listen on set? She's steadily improved and is certainly the prettiest, but if watching ten seasons of ANTM has taught me one thing, it's that this will not matter in the slightest. Or will it be Whitney, the beautiful, full-figured girl on a mission to revolutionize the modeling world after Tyra's producers told her to take a spoon to the Crisco can and fatten her ass up? Whitney stayed near the top, until she was at the bottom a whole bunch of times. With Girl Scout Cookies to comfort her, she was able to find the strength to go on. Three bitches remain!
It is night. Anya, Whitney and Fatima head home. Anya tells us how excited she is to be in the top three. When she first came to the competition, she wasn't confident about herself. Now, she realizes that, though there are many, many girls in the world who are just as pretty and mentally suspect as she is, she takes better pictures than the majority of them. Fatima tells us that it means so much to her that people look at her like she's beautiful. She struggled with self-esteem growing up, and says that she basically grew up in a shack. And not a Love Shack, as we well know. Her family had no electricity or running water -- she emphasizes that they had nothing. If Tyra were here at this moment she would tell Fatima she knew exactly how she feels, because when she was 14 she had to go to Paris to model and no human being has ever suffered such hardships, clitoris or no. Fatima has been in the bottom two a couple of times, and says it makes you kind of wake up and realize that you need to get with the program.
As Anya prepares some food, Whitney cracks that she's never met a potato she didn't like. Apparently she has never been introduced to Mrs. Potato Head, who is a total skank, with her bright red lipstick and Sophia Petrillo purse. Mrs. Potato Head will cut you with a vegetable peeler if you try to get too close to her man. Whitney remarks that it's amazing that she and Anya are friends, and tells Anya that she likes her more than anyone else. And I mean, did Anya even have any competition? Whitney is really hoping that she and Anya are the final two.
The girls receive Tyra Lisa Mail: "Here are your lines. You've got some extra time. So don't make me put you on blast! Love, Tyra." There is an accompanying envelope marked, "Your Lines." If this were an envelope from Miss Janice Dickinson, I think we all know exactly what kind of lines would be inside. Since it's from Tyra, I think we can safely assume it's a script for a Cover Girl commercial. Anya reminds us how horrible she was in her Italian Cover Girl commercial, and says that she has to work on her speech and presenting herself properly. Oh, just go back to the forest from whence you came and live happily with your adoptive family of creatures! But Anya insists on trying her hardest and doing her best. Jerk. Whitney points out that the lines are in English, and everyone seems much relieved.
The girls travel to the Colosseum, where they meet up with Jan Manuel and Cover Girl's own Brent Poer, looking like sort of a bright red version of Pee Wee Herman. The word of the day is: LashBlast! The girls will film a commercial and also shoot a print ad that will run nationally and be on a Wal-Mart display. Who better to gaze upon than the
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winner when you're stocking up on Diet Dr. Thunder? And then Brent announces an additional surprise: the winner will have a billboard in Times Square! You know word got around that Whitney was going to win, and so production had to scramble to find a space that was big enough to fit her. And then Jay introduces Cycle 9 winner Saleisha to meet with the girls. He asks her what it was like for her at this same point in her season. She says she was so nervous and so excited. Fatima is happy to have Saleisha there, as she's someone to look up to. Poor Fatima really has a dearth of role models, doesn't she?The girls get their hair and makeup done and practice their lines. Saleisha demonstrates to Fatima how to fake-apply mascara. Jay walks over to check on Anya, and notes that she's all teary-eyed. It's true! Anya tells him that she's overwhelmed now that they're down to the final three. Poor thing. Jay tells her that she knows her lines, and they are in English, and that she doesn't need to go out there and try to "be a Cover Girl." She's got the look already. Meanwhile, Whitney is telling Saleisha all about how she's the first plus-sized model to make it this far. Saleisha congratulates her, but her attention is quickly diverted by Anya, who is full-on crying now. Unfortunately for Anya, she kind of looks like an albino lab rat. It's a good thing she's managed to stay dry-eyed up until this point. Saleisha and Whitney rush over to comfort her. Whitney interviews that Anya is never weak, and it was really strange to see her cry. Anya shares with them that she doesn't want to fail after coming this far. She interviews, "I just pray that I make it to the final two. There is things that I do need to work on. But modeling is my passion and I desire it, and I'm going to fight for my dream." I wish Anya's dream was to re-take fifth grade English, but what can you do? With that, we head to commercials.
When we return, Fatima is up first to shoot her commercial. She's excited, and says she knows she's going to do well. Jay tells her to be conversational and realistic, and to try to recover gracefully and keep going if she stumbles. Fatima looks gorgeous, however, she has problems right out of the gate pronouncing, "Arrivederci!" She keeps going, and Jay mumbles that she's just plowing through her lines. In all fairness, if you had to say the words "blast" and "lash" and things that were either alliterative to or rhymed with "blast" and "lash" for 45 seconds, you'd plow too. When she finishes Jay says that he's impressed that she memorized it so well, and now the whole thing just has to make sense. It's always the comprehension skills that trip these girls up. Jay complains again to us that Fatima just kept running her lines together. Those lines include the following: "The monumental Lash Blast brush. It's Cover Girl's biggest, boldest brush." I'm just saying. Jay thinks that she sounded robotic, and the fact that she looked so perfect while doing so gave the impression that she was one big Katie Holmes-like android. He tries again to get her to be more natural, but finally just kind of gives up.
we have Whitney. She says that if you don't do well today, you can basically forget about making it. She wants this, and is so close that she can taste it like a delicious salt and vinegar chip. She's there to do a great job and be the Cover Girl, she says. Whitney does her first take and Jay inexplicably yells out that it was really good. No one mentions her super-annoying voice or the fact that she's as weird and fake as ever. Make of it what you will.
Finally, there's Anya of the recent miniature nervous breakdown. She tells us that she had the words memorized perfectly, but was so nervous. Brent tells her she looks gorgeous, Jay yells, "Take one," and Anya begins: "Arrivadolce, bland boring lashes." They might be there a while, huh? Anya stumbles, but keeps a smile on her face the whole time. Jay says that Anya's wonderful energy and innocence really saves her performance. You relate to her. But, thankfully, are not related TO her. There's some DNA that you want to keep external, you know? Anya of course sounds a mess. But she looks pretty, and the wind catches her hair at the end of one of her takes and Jay almost has to retire on his fainting couch, he's so excited about this Cover Girl moment.
With the commercials out of the way, the girls head to a studio to get their photographs taken by Jim De Yonker. Brent Poer stands on the sidelines representing the Lollipop Guild. Jim photographs Whitney first, and she reminds us that the photograph of the winner is going to be in Times Square, so today is not the day to mess up. Fatima is and tells us that she has what it takes to be a Cover Girl -- out of the three remaining finalists, she's much more relatable. Gorgeous, absolutely. Relatable, I'm not so sure. But really, she looks so flawless that it's hard for me to focus on recapping. Jim tells her that she doesn't have to keep staring at the same pretend-spot in the sky -- she can look other places, too. Fatima of course keeps staring at the same pretend-spot in the sky. Finally, Anya gets her photo taken and reminds us about the importance of relatability. A girl flipping through a magazine should see an ad and say, "Wow, I want to be like her!" And this is where all of our problems begin. Brent notes that Anya models from her toes up. Maybe her brain is actually dispersed through her feet?
Back at home, there is Tyra Lisa Mail. Tomorrow, someone gets the boot! Whitney tells us that it's so close now that it's insane. Fatima notes that it's about a lot more than who takes the best picture now -- it's about everything. It's about who Tyra picked as the winner from week one, and who is going to drive home the point that she really, really wants the world to slather some barbeque sauce on her fat ass and kiss it. Mmm, salty. Fatima wants to win so badly, and really thinks she has "it." She hopes that the judges can see that. Anya will be heartbroken if she's the girl to go home. She prays that she's in the final two and gets to do the big runway show.
And without further ado, we zoom right into judging! Tyra calls these ladies "The Top Three Baddest Chicks Club." Bad, worse, and worser. Whitney is up first for evaluation. We see her best commercial take. And here, for your enjoyment, is the full copy: "Arrivederci, bland, boring lashes. We're off on a lash blast. The power to blast those lashes! The momumental LastBlash brush. It's Cover Girl's biggest, boldest brush for your biggest, boldest lashes. From easy, breezy, beautiful...Cover Girl." It's good to see that Dr. Seuss is getting some work from the grave. Whitney's commercial is fine-ish, I guess. Tyra likes that she's so directable. Paulina, who continues the trend of the former supermodel judge not loving the fatties, says that the whole thing was too Miss America for her. She mocks Whitney by suggesting that she's going to go feed poor orphans right after she takes care of her lashes. Whitney's like, "Those suckers can get their own Lorna Doones. I'm not sharing."
Whitney's best photo gets a chorus of "Very pretty" from the judges, even though it looks like she's missing half of the left side of her face and that the left corner of her mouth has been caught on a fish line. Paulina says that though she was disappointed in the commercial, the photo is lovely. Miss J. points out how Whitney's chin is resting on her shoulder. He means it in a good way, but I think it just draws attention to the fact that Whitney has a bionic head. That is not a natural angle! Tyra says that the shot is absolutely stellar. She likes that Whitney's photo is a model -- not an actress that Cover Girl hired to do modeling. Ew, what does Tyra have against Drew Barrymore? Tyra's thinly veiled insults just bounce right off of Drew, though, who will only giggle and wish Tyra flowers and rainbows for her amazing spirit.
Fatima is up . She stumbles a couple times during her best take, which goes like this: "Arrivederci, bland boring lashes! We're off for a lash blast. The power to blast those lashes? It's Cover Girl's biggest, boldest brush for your biggest, boldest lashes. So shy and retiring, just say ciao!" What does that even mean? It's such a peculiar use of the English language that I'm tempted to think Anya wrote it. Nigel thinks that the commercial would be great if it were a toothpaste ad. Miss J. says that Fatima was gorgeous, he just wishes her line delivery was as good as her appearance. Paulina suggests that she think about what she's saying, rather than just robotically repeating the lines. Nigel thinks that Fatima's still photo is stunning. Paulina, however, says that the eyes are a big high for her taste. It's a little like Fatima has sighted God and is happy to see him. Tyra then gets the opportunity to do her very favorite thing, give a lesson about eyes! Fatima has smallish eyes, so has to learn how to smile with her eyes while keeping them open. Somewhat magically, the trick to doing this is to squint. You make your eyes look larger...by making them smaller! It's the type of trick a layperson like me just can't quite understand.
Finally, there's Anya. She has lots of pauses between her lines, but what she lacks in grace she makes up for in enthusiasm. After her best take, Tyra says that she would say that's the biggest trainwreck in the world, but when she dissects it, it was the best commercial. Miss J. says something unintelligible and weird -- surprise, surprise -- and Tyra just rolls over him to tell Anya that she was authentic in the commercial. Paulina agrees. She thinks Anya has moments where it's convincing and honest. Altogether, it was a total wreck, but in little installments, it was totally enjoyable. Nigel adds that Anya is naturally charming. Tyra thinks that her, "Easy, breezy," bit was especially good. The judges then look at her photo. It gets a lukewarm reception. Miss J. tells Anya that she takes great pictures, but sometimes there's no personality or character there. Paulina takes things a step further and tells Anya in no uncertain terms that she looks stupid in her photo. "In her photo." Tyra disagrees, however. She thinks the picture is lovely and stunning and commercial with edge. She's looking into the heavens way too high, but that doesn't necessarily mean she's dumb -- just devout.
And then, the dramatic music begins. After the panel deliberates, the girls will learn which two of them will be walking in one of the most extravagant fashion shows America's Top Model has ever had. The two finalists will be wearing the designs of -- wait for it -- Versace. And the clothing that they'll wear has been handpicked by The Donatella herself! Aw, man, I wish that gnarled tranny had come on the show and thrown down with Tyra in all of her glorious fierceness. But all we can hope is that her presence will infuse the proceedings. With that, we head to commercials.
And ahh...it's Saleisha's last My Life as a Cover Girl! Don't let the door hit you in the ass when you leave the Cover Girl factory!
When we return, the judges deliberate. Nigel doesn't think Anya's photograph is one of her strongest, and wonders if the competition has started getting to her. Tyra questions Paulina's statement that Anya looked dumb. Paulina explains that Anya looks like she's thinking about fields and pastures. She can do better, and should be thinking about something else. Tyra says that when she modeled, she wasn't thinking about a damn thing. I liked Tyra better when she didn't think about things, actually. Fatima wants the competition so much, says Nigel, that it's taking control of her. Paulina says that as a print model you have to be gorgeous, and Fatima is a wonderful print model. Nigel thinks that Fatima lacks confidence, and this manifests itself in her being kind of a jerk. Tyra loves that Fatima has struggled and gone through horrible things that a lot of people in America can't even fathom, and yet she stands before the panel with pride and doesn't play the victim card, no matter how much the show initially kind of wanted her to.
And then there's Whitney. Paulina thinks that her beauty is a façade. Nigel compares this to an alter ego. Paulina continues that the Cover Girl photo was her first -- and very timely -- flash of brilliance. Really? Why do I think it's not that good? Miss J. points out that Whitney is plus-sized, and has probably really been beaten down in her life. Tyra quite correctly replies that Whitney is not big in real-life terms. Yes, she's big for modeling, but walking down the street she's just a hot chick. Paulina still thinks that Whitney has an armor, and it's not a beautiful armor. Armor is Tyra's second favorite subject, after eyes, and she says that whenever people have armor they're always hiding something underneath. Maybe Whitney is hiding...a skinny girl? The judges have reached their decision.
The girls return to learn their fates. Tyra notes that in addition to the Versace show, the final two will have their photographs taken by Nigel for the Seventeen cover. The winner will, of course, be on the cover, while the loser's film will be used to stoke the fire that manually warms the cockles of Tyra's crusty old heart. Speaking of Tyra, the first name she's going to call is Anya. Aw, go Anya. I know I make fun, but I really think she's kind of delightful. This leaves Fatima and Whitney in the final two. Whitney takes beautiful photos and is a beautiful girl, but the judges think there's something up with her. Even the judges can smell a fix! And then there's Fatima. Her face is absolutely stunning, but modeling is about more than being beautiful -- it's about listening to a photographer or director's vision and delivering that message. Both girls are crying, and Whitney's nostrils flare as she breathes heavily. But she needn't be nervous, because she gets a photo. Tyra tells Whitney that there's someone inside of her who's probably not as pretty as Whitney is on the outside. But the real Whitney is coming out. And the judges think she has potential, especially if she keeps pounding the Slim Jims. Mmm, mechanically separated meat.
Tyra tells Fatima that she's beautiful and has such a strong story that can encourage young girls. But she's more than that. That's something that happened to her, and so Fatima has to figure out who she is now. I love that Tyra was just like, "Girl, you go get over your genital mutilation and be fierce!" Fatima feels like she has accomplished so much, and feels like she's made history as the first asylee-refugee woman to be part of America's Top Model. She wants to be a role model for young women, and especially East African women. She feels born again and is ready to let go over everything that's ever happened to her and start all over again. She feels new, beautiful and strong and wants to run with it. We get the photo montage, and are reminded how much Fatima's makeover helped matters for her. Arrivederci, oh pretty one!
We head back to the girls' house. Anya tells us that when she saw Whitney cry in panel, it was beautiful to see her be vulnerable and scared. Whitney tells us that her entire life she's had a bunch of mean girls picking on her all the time. Not because she's full-figured, because she's so annoying. Though that's not what she'll have you believe. Whitney developed a tough skin from that, which is the only reason, she says, why she can stand there and be confident as a plus-sized model in a house of skinny little toothpicks. Whitney removes the Slim Jim remnants from her teeth with those bitches, is what she's saying.
The girls head to their Seventeen cover shoot where -- groan -- they meet up with Ann Shoket. That ho needs a new stylist. Or maybe she's pregnant. There's a big American flag hung in honor of the July issue in which the girls will be featured. Anya immediately starts to think of amber waves of grain and gets a stupid expression on her face. Sabotaged! Whitney's shots look kind of weird, and so do Anya's. But no one cares about the Seventeen shoot anyway, so we quickly move on.
And then we're at the site of the Versace show! Whitney tells us that this is the biggest thing that Top Model has ever done. It certainly seems a lot more legit than what we're used to. I mean, not that Ghost Brides wasn't a fashion marvel. The girls meet the Jays, and Jay Manuel says that he's been working hard to create an imperial Roman set for the show. He reminds them that it's a real fashion show, with other models. Well, "realer." Saleisha will kick off the whole thing, and there will be some hunky men in the mix too, so Miss J. has something to look at.
And then instantly we're at the final judging! There are prizes -- a contract with Elite Model Management, a cover and six-page spread in Seventeen, and a $100,000 contract with Cover Girl cosmetics. And there are judges -- noted fashion photographer Nigel Barker, runway diva coach extraordinaire Miss J. Alexander, and legendary supermodel Paulina Porizkova. The judges evaluate the girls' runway performances. Anya didn't bring it as strong as she could have or should have, according to Miss J. She looks like a wind-up doll. Paulina says that, to be fair, the dress was very tight and forced her to take very small steps. Miss J. is having none of that excuse-making. There's a way to move in a dress like that and look elegant, he says. Tyra thinks that Anya was stunning on the runway, and that the camera and the light love her face. Whitney delivered straight-out, says Miss J. Nigel didn't like what she did in the first outfit at all, but says that she saved herself with her second walk. Tyra saw a flashback to herself in the olden days, when she used to do just a little bit too much. However, that was what put her on the map and made her stand out. She tells Whitney that she did a great job, but didn't pose at the end of the runway to give the photographers a good shot.
The judges then review the girls' portfolios. Anya made a fierce homeless person, while Whitney had a certain angst in her eyes. Anya had an issue with finding the light in her punk rock music shot, while Whitney had a convincing ugly pretty face as a grunge kid. Anya was a fabulous troll doll in her Fuerzabruta shot, while Whitney was a not so fabulous fetus. Whitney was pretty in her Italian paparazzo shot, but her male partner overshadowed her. Anya's shot was great, and Nigel says that she's a little Tasmanian devil on set -- she takes risks, and sometimes they work out by mistake. Tyra thinks that Anya looks like a mannequin, in a good way.
The judges deliberate. Miss J. thinks that Whitney was amazing on the runway, and Tyra was gobsmacked to realize that Whitney was alive. She did a damn good job in a Versace dress. Paulina adds that she looked gorgeous, but then notes that as she looked at that runway, she saw one budding high-fashion model -- that would be Anya -- and a ham. That would be the plus-sized girl. I. Love. It. Paulina for sure wins the title of America's Top Model's Top Judge. Ham with gravy. Nigel and Tyra are both surprised that Anya's runway was relatively weak, and that she fell apart.
Photo-wise, Whitney has incredible bone structure, the camera loves her and as a plus-sized model she can represent. That's all Nigel's opinion, by the way. Aesthetically, says Miss J., Whitney is a beautiful, juicy girl. But sometimes she gets stuck on pretty. Paulina thinks that her aggressive personality came through in the grunge photo, and she liked it. Paulina would totally buy Whitney's angsty holiday album, entitled, "Confessions of a Christmas Ham." Whitney's beauty shot, according to Paulina, is actually really ugly. Tyra, who is beginning to realize that she has another Janice on her hands, says that Whitney's beauty shot reminds her of Paulina's era. Paulina says, "We look bad, but not that bad." Tyra smiles stiffly. Paulina really likes Whitney's Cover Girl shot, which she thinks incorporates the judges' feedback.
Anya looked great from the first photo on. She has amazing angles, and was an educated model straight off the bat. Miss J. thinks that Anya looks great in her pictures, even though her nose is a bit busted if you catch her at the right angle. This is true, but Paulina thinks that the slightly busted nose is what keeps her interesting. Paulina is gunning for Anya all the way. Miss J. wishes that Anya could bring the same energy that she has in pictures onto the runway. Nigel says that Anya and Whitney represent two different kinds of women. Nigel thinks that Anya takes the prettier pictures, but Miss J. disagrees. Anya takes the more fashionable pictures, but Whitney's pictures are prettier. Paulina agrees with Miss J., and says that Whitney is the one a man would want to have in his bedroom, but Anya is the one you would buy the dress from. Unless you were a fatty fatty two by four. Then you'd buy the dress from Whitney.
Tyra points out that both girls were legendary. Whitney really had "it," while Anya was instantly one of the most high-fashion girls who has ever been cast on the show. Her beauty isn't cookie-cutter. Both girls represent strengths that America's Top Model has never had. Tyra asks, "So who's America's Top Model?" Paulina's all, "Girl, you know what I'd tell you if I really got a vote. I cannot be held responsible for what will ensue."
Whitney and Anya return. Tyra tells them that they walked in as sweet young girls. They could not be further apart geographically, with Anya being from Hawaii and Whitney being from Florida, she says. Well, technically, I actually think they could. But no matter. Now they're neck and neck. "Who would have thought that little baby Anya and little girl Whitney could possibly be America's Top Model?" Tyra asks without any enthusiasm whatsoever in her voice, "So who is it?" She's all, "I have a 7:30 reservation at Giuseppe's Pasta Emporium, let's move this along." And thus, America's Top Model is...Whitney! Oh, as if you're surprised. Whitney screams and runs to Tyra for an embrace. Tyra tries to hug her convincingly while at the same time looking mildly repulsed. Must be the ham smell. Anya tells us that she's going to go home and cry, but she's proud of herself. She may not be America's Top Model, but she has her whole career ahead of her. And what an amazing National Wolf-Child Association spokesperson she will make.
The judges all give Whitney mad love, and Tyra reminds her that she's the first girl with booty to win America's Top Model. And the correct term is "full-figured model." Paulina thinks that the correct term should be, "beautiful." And, you know, the time had come for the big girl to win the show. Otherwise, Tyra would have finally been forced to admit that she needs to stop casting them. And Anya was a really good sport about being robbed, so who are we to judge? Fix or no, she's better than Saleisha. Whitney tells us that there have definitely been times when she looked in the mirror and looked at other girls and thought that she wasn't like them. She was always judged, and always wondered if she was different or if there was something wrong with her. Yeah, like the time she had to be fork-lifted out of her bedroom window to get to her graduation. I mean, come on. Some people really are oppressed out there. But anyway, she feels good about herself, and wants other women in America to feel better about themselves. And she's a great role model to the few girls in America who don't want to starve themselves or get plastic surgery. They're beautiful from the inside out. Whitney feels amazing. The judges do a series of poses with Whitney, she screams that she's America's Top Model, and with that, another cycle has come to a close...except for the reunion show! If it means more Marvita, I'm there.
Kisses and fiercenesses to you all for reading!
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