This week is all about movement, as perennial favorite Benny Ninja appears to teach the girls about expressing themselves through their bodies -- a skill also known as dance. Li'l Mama shows up to help and has sweaty armpits throughout the entire episode, which is rather endearing from those of us who layer on the Certain Dri to no avail. As if these special guests weren't enough, the Jabbawockeez also appear. In case you don't know who the Jabbawockeez are, they won some dance show that is not either of the famous dance shows that you probably have heard of, and basically look like a dance troupe straight out of your nightmares. [Should be noted that Jabbawockeez won the dance show that Li'l Mama judges, so I'm sure there was some sort of method to this madness. -- Angel] They sport white masks and Justin Timberlake hats. Terrifying. But boy do they know how to show emotion… through dance!
The girls learn that they will have to divide into teams and perform after a performance by the Jabbawockeez, and in said performance must express the emotions of happiness, sadness and anger. As we have heard all season, Ashley is a dancer. She happens to be weighed down with teammates Nicole and Erin, and her team ends up being the worst. She blames it all on them and says that she would have taken the prize had she been by herself, which is annoying but probably true. Feeling bad, Ashley calls her mom for some moral support. Kara, Jennifer and Rae win the challenge, and some very expensive jewelry. As it turns out, Kara is something of a shit talker. Which, join the club.
The girls get a video message from Mr. Jay, telling them to pack a bag and get on a plane because their shoot is going to be in Las Vegas. And what would a Vegas shoot be without a Cirque du Soleil theme? Bring on the giant tie-dye snails! The girls must shoot their photos in teams of three (along with some creepily masked Cirque extras), and in the end Brittany and Rae's awesomeness saves Jennifer's mediocre ass. They get the collective best photo of the week. Kara and Ashley are not so lucky, and they land in the bottom two. Kara's DNA saves her, and Ashley returns to the obscurity from which Tyra plucked her and is sent home.
Previously: The annual Walmart couture challenge brought out the beast in Erin, whose competitive nature involves a fair amount of aggression. Ashley did not appreciate it and made Erin cry in the limo, which I thought was a disappointment since if you make the executive decision to be a bitch while running amok through a Walmart, you just have to own it. Tyra photographed the girls, and Bianca's inability to give soft face in her beauty shot finally got her sent home. Nine bitches remain!
The girls ride in their giant limo, and Laura says that panel wipes her out physically and emotionally. Ashley agrees, and tells us that the bottom two is a horrible place to be. She feels pretty stupid about Tyra calling her the most difficult girl to work with, especially since she was plucked fully formed from Tyra's talk show audience. We cut to the house, where Nicole is recapping her panel experience with the others. Apparently, though we did not see it, Nigel told Nicole that she talks like a stoner! Ha! The others then tell her that she actually does talk like a stoner! Stuff that in your bloody eyeball and smoke it. We flash to Nigel imparting this bit of criticism upon Nicole, and his stoner impression involves severely squinted eyes. I'm surprised he's not eating Fritos by the handful to underscore his point. Nicole confessionalizes that she can't change the inflection in her voice -- that's just the way she talks. Perhaps she's never heard of one Eliza Doolittle, who learned just in the nick of time that rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain. Nicole says she needs to figure it out. Probably the easiest method would be to stop taking her meds, but frankly I'm not sure that's such a good idea.
Meanwhile, Kara and Jennifer are curled up on the couch talking. Kara says, "So let's say Nicole or Erin end up winning. And then I'm always gonna be associated with them." She doesn't want to be known as the mannish-looking sheep castrator "from Nicole's season." Kara interviews that she's not a big fan of Nicole, and tries to avoid her as much as possible. She continues that Nicole is awkward and slow and makes a fool out of herself with every fifth word that comes out of her mouth. Jennifer says that Nicole might make it far but there's no way she's going to win, and Kara only replies that she doesn't want to hear Nicole talk any more than she has to. Frankly, I'd rather not see Kara's face any more than I have to, but we don't always have control over these things, do we?
The girls get Tyra Mail in their limo, which Laura tells us is a first. Yes, the thrill of seeing the girls get Tyra Mail in the limo instead of in their home Tyra Vault is really something. What will the innovative geniuses at Bankable Productions think of ? The Tyra Mail reads: "Now that you've learned to smize, let's see what you can do without your eyes! Love, Tyra." Yes, folks, it's not only the season of short models, it's the season of soon to be BLIND models! Surprise twist! Tyra is sharpening her talons as we speak. Also, we've gone back in time to get this Tyra Mail, as the girls are in their post-elimination outfits. I'd recognize Grandma Wanda Sue's signature look anywhere.
The girls head to a dance studio where they are greeted by one Mr. Benny Ninja, posing instructor. He's there to teach them about dancing, and resident dancer Ashley instantly gets a wave of cockiness. Tyra has taught the girls the importance of smizing, but they also must learn how to express themselves through their bodies. Dancing, Benny says, will help them to become better models. Unless they're really good at dancing like Ashley or any of the other dancer models from past seasons, in which case it will make them worse in every challenge and photo shoot. Nicole tells us that she is not a dancer, and in high school avoided dances like the plague. That may well have nothing to do with dancing. Nicole superfluously interviews that she was never asked to prom, then adds a charmingly bloody eyeballed, "What were they thinking?" They were probably thinking that Carrie was a warning they should heed.
Benny tells the girls that the best dancers are short, and he in fact has brought a shorty that knows a thing or two about dancing. It's Lil Mama. And frankly, all I know about Lil Mama is that she was the second most annoying stage-crasher at this year's MTV Video Music Awards. And that she and her ilk are the reason why Simon Cowell thought Lil Rounds' first name was actually "Little." Benny tells us that Lil Mama is a dancer, choreographer, and one hot little recording artist. She also has roots that comprise 2/5 of her hair, appears to be wearing a sports bra backwards under her shirt, and has not yet discovered Certain Dri. Seriously, the pits on this one! I mean, I sympathize, but I would also make sure to wear black if I was going to be standing to the incomparably sweatless Benny Ninja on national-ish TV. In any case, Lil Mama tells the girls that as top models they won't always get to rely on their faces. Especially with the mugs they have now.
The girls have to show Benny and Lil Mama their moves. But not just any moves -- they have to express emotions with their moves. Sundai is first, and expresses "sad" by doing a pretty pathetic version of the cabbage patch. Everyone cracks up, which throws Lil Mama into a small rage. With every bit of ire that is roused, her pit stains expand. Nicole is and is asked to express anger. She twists around in a really strange facsimile of modern dance, and admits in an interview that her dance came off more as bipolar than anything. Bad news. Lil Mama tells the girls that she doesn't think they're getting it, and so is going to show them how it's really done. She yells out a, "Hit it, boys!" and a crew of ghostly ghouls enters the studio. She would have a troupe of undead backup dancers. They are dressed in blue pants and shirts with black hats and white hands and face masks. I guess it is close to Halloween. Are any of these men ax murderers? If so, I wish they would push Erin to the front of the crowd. The ghoul crew dances happy and sad and angry, and do a pretty good job for wearing ghostly masks on their faces. Lil Mama introduces them as the Jabberwockies, and says that they won the first season of the MTV show America's Best Dance Crew. And, because I know nothing about this, I just looked up this show and discovered that their name is actually "JabbaWockeeZ." Is it not enough to have to deal with smizing? Gah.
Lil Mama tells the girls that the JabbaWockeeZ (seriously, if you add a 9 and an exclamation point it would be a very secure online password) will be performing tonight. And so will the models! The girls will be split up into three teams, and each team will have to come up with its own dance incorporating the three emotions that they just witnessed the JabbaWockeeZ perform -- happiness, sadness, and anger. Joy and pain, sunshine and rage. The winning team will get $17,000 worth of jewelry as their prize. This is cause for much happiness, which I think a very savvy team should use as their inspiration for the dance. Team 1 is Jennifer, Kara and Rae. Team 2 is Laura, Brittany and Sundai. And Team 3 is Erin, Ashley and Nicole. Ashley instantly looks like she smelled dookie, and even pinches her nose with her fingers to underscore how particularly unpleasant her team composition is. She tells us that Erin and Nicole are the two least coordinated girls in this house, so disaster clearly awaits.
The girls have one hour to put their dances together. Brittany seems to take a lead for her team, which is at a bit of a disadvantage given that Laura is still wearing her green and white vertical striped ensemble fashioned by Grandma Wanda Sue. Laura interviews that she wouldn't think it was possible to invent a dance that expresses three emotions in one hour, I think because the producers made her say that. Jennifer, Kara and Rae decide that even though they don't have a great dancer like Ashley on their team, they're going to bring energy and cartwheels and win this mother. They work well together and seem to embrace the silliness of the challenge. Meanwhile, Ashley tells Nicole and Erin that she's thinking the first part of their dance could be salsa, while the other two would be interpretive. Nicole simply says that she can't dance, and Ashley interviews how frustrating it is to work with two tards. Nicole and Erin look to Ashley as the leader, and Ashley apparently is a fan of increasing the drama whenever possible. Nicole is a fan of wandering into the wall when she should be learning how to dance. She apparently has a difficult time remembering anything (weed) and hopes that when showtime comes she doesn't black out (weed and meds). Commercials.
When we return, Jennifer, Rae and Kara are flying through their routine, and Sundai, Laura and Brittany are pulling things together at the last minute. As Ashley gives a final frantic directive to her teammates, time's up. Erin interviews that their dance could have been finessed if they had more time, but it actually wasn't that hard to come up with since they had Ashley the dance instructor on their team. Ah, misguided confidence! You have found your carriers.
The performance begins as the JabbaWockeeZ creep us out and delight Lil Mama. There are, like, five random people in the audience along with Benny and Lil. And then it's time for the models to perform. They are in black t-shirts and leggings and white JabbaWockeeZ masks. Jennifer, Kara and Rae go first. Their happy is pretty happy. "Sad" looks a bit like a ghost orgy. Angry is relatively angry. All in all, a good job, though I think Lil Mama might have passed out a little at the end. Kara is pleased with their performance, though. Laura, Sundai and Brittany are up . Erin is not impressed with their pantomime double dutch that expresses "happy." Laura looks kind of like a weirdo mime as she flails her hands about happily. Brittany is the main sadster in the second part of their routine, and all three get their brawl on to express anger. Also pretty good, though Lil Mama just picks her nose while the audience and Benny clap. Finally, it's time for Ashley, Nicole and Erin. Their happy is sort of sassy, and they have some sort of verbal expression of happiness which comes out as a bit of an ax murderer scream of warning through their masks. This actually does seem to make Lil Mama happy, probably because she thinks she's still asleep and/or still tripping. They do some synchronized sad moves that are barely recognizable as being sad. Jennifer thought that this team would be great since Ashley was on it, but wasn't impressed with the end result. She thinks their moves are overly simple. For anger, Nicole jumps out in front and stares Benny down through her mask. She delights in the fact that everyone look really freaked out. Maybe Lil Mama paints a freaked out expression on her eyelids so you can't tell when she's asleep. I think it takes a lot more than a pasty white girl to scare her.
Benny and Lil prepare to give the girls their critique, and Benny introduces them to Rhonda Faber Green, an Olivia Newton-John lookalike slash jewelry designer. Suddenly, the wheels are in motion, as $17,000 worth of jewelry is laid out before everyone. Benny loved how together team one (Jennifer, Kara and Rae) was, and Lil Mama loved how they mixed in sexy with sad, and incorporated elements of modern dance. Lil Mama was not impressed with team two's goofy happy dance, but thought that they did sad best. Benny and Lil Mama are both confused by team three's happy and sad sections, and Lil says she just doesn't get it. Benny tells them that their anger was kinda scary, and Kara interviews that it was probably a mistake on Nicole's part to freak everyone out like she did. And the winner of the challenge is team one. Jennifer, Kara and Rae rush over to the jewelry and squeal continuously. Ashley pouts.
Back at the house, Ashley continues to pout. She tells a small gaggle of other girls that her group was the only one that really had dance moves. Everybody else was just jumping around and rolling on the floor. I don't know how much sympathy she's expecting to get when she's talking to said "everybody else" whose dance moves she's criticizing. Ashley continues that her team was being abstract, but still used actual dance movements. She then says, as Erin and Nicole are in earshot, "If it had been me dancing by myself... totally different story." Meanwhile, Kara is in stiff competition with Ashley in the annoying asshole Olympics. She says that she's bonded with Jennifer, but she tries to keep her distance from everyone else, since they're not her "type of people." We get a shot of gawky Nicole in her too large neon green tank top, and dowdy Brittany lounging dowdily. She says that it's not worth it to socialize with such losers, which is probably Kara but still makes her come off like a jerk.
Meanwhile, Ashley's spirit has been killed. She doesn't want to get stuck in a rut of misery and gloom, so gives her mom a call. Aw, I do that when I'm sad, too. Ashley tells her mom that she's had a tough day. Her mom says that everyone has bad moments, but the beauty of those moments is that you learn something. Ashley tells us that she's best friends with her mom, who has always been the voice of reason telling her to get over it, whatever "it" might be. On the phone, mom tells Ashley not to give up or doubt herself, and that she needs to own it. As Ashley reflects on owning it and getting over it, we head to commercials.
When we return, it's very early in the morning. Jay Manuel's voice wakes up the models, but he's not there in the flesh. Rather, there's video mail on the TV. Jay tells the girls that they have a photo shoot, but it's not in Los Angeles. He wants them to pack a bag, jump on a plane, and meet him in Las Vegas! There is much cheering considering the fact that it's still so early. Jay tells them that they only get to take one carry-on a piece because top models never check luggage. Instead, they just stand there in the aisle of the plane looking at their 50-pound oversized bag until some poor horny bastard volunteers to try to jam it in the overhead bin for them. Fierce. Jay also tells the girls to regard TSA regulations and leave the aerosols, liquids, and sharp objects at home. It should be noted that all of the girls are in their PJs while watching this except for Laura, who's wrapped up in a blanket. I guess Grandma Wanda Sue's clothing line does not extend to sleepwear.
In a flash the girls arrive at the Treasure Island Resort and Casino in Vegas, and they soon see a sign advertising Cirque du Soleil's "Mystere" show. Oh, great. As if the freaky clowns on panel aren't enough, we have to deal with this. The girls enter the Cirque du Soleil auditorium where they are treated to two emu-like humans dancing on stage. And then before you can say "giant tie-dyed snail," a giant tie-dyed snail rolls out. Of course. It is led by a fucking freakshow in a pink suit, terrifying pancake makeup, and a bowler hat. Thanks, Jay Manuel, for finding another manner in which to weasel your way into my nightmares. Jay says in his creep-o-rama Cirque du Soleil voice that this is Mystere, a world full of inspiring imagery and drama and whimsy. And creepy nightmare clowns and people with no bones in their body. And certain death. And today, the models will enter this world for their photo shoot. Ugh. I freaking hate Cirque du Soleil. Tyra, of course, is a big fan, and wants the girls to experience a new environment while pushing their boundaries as models. She also apparently wants to get back at me for all those rib jokes. Jay is carried away to hair and makeup via a stack of balloons. Gah, Canadians.
The girls get some whack teased out fuzzy hair courtesy of stylist Jason Stanton, and freaky/romantic clothes from wardrobe stylist Vanessa Geldbach. Makeup artist Vincent Oquendo wants them to be hot and spicy. Jay gathers the girls together to tell them how and where they'll be posing. The "where" is answered as a giant platform featuring three tie-dyed Mystere characters is lowered to the ground. The girls will be posing in groups of three along with the Cirque extras. Nicole is concerned about having to coordinate with other girls as well as the photographer, and notes that it might be a little messy. Throw in some colorful contortionists and I imagine things will start to look like roadkill. The photographer for the day is Top Model veteran Mike Rosenthal.
The first group to pose is Brittany, Jennifer and Rae. Jennifer tells us that everything -- the hair, the outfits, the photographer -- is amazing, so if something goes wrong, she's fucking it up. The smoke machine goes crazy as the girls balance around and between poles that the Mystere creatures climb upon. No one is yet getting strippy with the poles, which is both surprising and refreshing. Jay gives some kudos to Rae for looking amazing as she poses underneath one of the creatures. Brittany is also great. And then there's Jennifer. At one point Jay quietly says, "Ooh, you guys look good but Jennifer looks crazy." And this time it can't just be blamed on the eye. Jay tells Jennifer to remember that as a petite model you have to work your proportions to make yourself look longer. Everybody else in the frame -- including the creatures with the extra long face masks -- is doing it, which makes Jennifer's poor performance stand out even more. Jennifer tells us that even though she was getting negative critiques, she was still giving her all and trying to use Jay's criticism in a constructive way to make her performance better. The shoot continues, and Jennifer continues to look crazy. Though, really, it's kind of hard to tell given how much is going on in the shot. Once the shoot is through, Jay tells Jennifer that the big lesson here is that she needs to bring everything she's learned onto set every week. Really, though, so far all she's learned is to put her crazy eye far from the camera. Jay tells us that Jennifer has left all the work they've been doing in the dust. She fell flat.
Sundai, Erin and Nicole are up . Erin has no problem posing with the giant forehead mask creatures, and Jay tells her she's doing a good job. Sundai also does well, and Jay tells us that she was great at being confident and making herself look tall, which as the tiniest girl in the competition is no small feat. Nicole has crazy black eyebrows drawn on for reasons unknown. She struggles, and Jay asks her to give a little more shape in her fringy dress. Nicole is worried, since Jay gave Sundai and Erin positive notes while she got only critique. She still has problems with her crazy claw hand, too. Jay tells us that Nicole wasn't terrible, but she wasn't amazing. And since she's been pretty amazing so far, she didn't live up to expectations. This is why living life in mediocrity is actually a pretty good strategy. No one can really be disappointed in you.
The final group is Ashley, Kara and Laura. Jay tells them to bring all of their learning to set. Laura, who loves everything always, tells us how excited she was to pose in her crazy makeup, giant helmet hair and beautiful dress. Jay loves what she's doing, and says that she's coming alive. At one point she totally gives a big forehead creature bedroom eyes. Maybe that's how giant tie-dye snails are made. Ashley interviews that she thinks she did pretty well on the shoot, but there's not a lot of positive feedback coming from Jay. He tells her to beware looking squat and even shorter as she hunches over. Laura, however, is working it with her hand on Ashley's hip. Mystere really puts her in the mood. In any case, Jay tells us that Ashley has the bones, the eyes, the lips, the jaw and the body, but is a lifeless dullard on set. No good. Jay doesn't seem to know what to say about Kara. In the end, he tells us that she was just not memorable. She faded into the background, but looked beautiful. The final group finishes their shoot. Kara tells us that Jay gave a listless "good job" as they walked off, which was almost worse than definitive negative criticism. She feels like he could care less if it was bad or good, and was just relieved that it was over. Maybe he's developing a case of Cirque-o-phobia, too. With that, we head to commercials.
Meanwhile, what's up with the lack of My Life as a Cover Girl commercials this season? Has the show really stopped pretending altogether that the likes of Teyona has a career?
Back at the house, there is Tyra Mail. Someone is going home. Nicole tells us that she's not nervous about elimination and that even though she's been hard on herself she doesn't think she ended up in the bottom two. Kara tells some of the other girls that Jay didn't say anything to her group as they finished their shoot, and attributes it to him not caring. And, frankly, after thirteen cycles I think he's earned his right not to care. Kara is pretty nervous about her standing, but at the same time doesn't think she had a terrible shoot. Ashley is nervous as well, but tells us that she's a fighter. And a complainer. And kind of a tool.
With that, we're at panel. And yikes! Either panel is being hosted by Madame Tussaud's Tyra waxwork, or Ms. Banks has gotten herself a hint of fierce Botox. She looks crazy. Crazier. Her dress is pretty fly, though. There are prizes, there are judges. Shorty supermodel Josie Maran is the guest judge for the week. The girls are evaluated in their photo shoot groups. Brittany, Jennifer and Rae are first. There is just a ton of shit happening in this photo, but it does not seem to deter the judges. Nigel says that Brittany is playing a different character in the group, and it works for him. Jay thinks that she looks like the Bride of Frankenstein, but Tyra amends this to say that Brittany looks like the Bride of Frankenstein's second cousin who is also a model. Do I smell a spin-off? Brittany doesn't know what to make of all this, so just laughs. Rae is working it in her photo, and is smizing despite being covered in fuzzy hair and standing behind a giant forehead creature. Tyra calls it genius, and Josie says that she provides the strength in the photo. Things then turn to Jennifer. Tyra says that a group photo is about working together, but there's also an element of competition. In this shot, Rae killed both Jennifer and Brittany. But what killed the whole group in a negative way was Jennifer. We get to see some of Jennifer's outtakes, and ooh, Lord. Tyra says that she was all over the place, didn't know where her light was, and appeared to have no focus. She brought the picture down when it could have been better. Poor Jennifer just nods until they are dismissed.
up is Laura, Ashley and Kara. Tyra looks at Laura first, and notes that her photo looks Giselle-amazing. Josie says that Laura looks not only happy, but like she's climaxing. Again, the tie-dye contortionists make her horny. Nigel likes the extraordinary curve of Laura's body, which is at once relaxed and comfortable. That makes the viewer comfortable, and also makes the viewer think about orgasms. Miss J. says that he doesn't like the photo as much as the others... he loves it! Laura for the win. Ashley is up , and looks a hot mess. Nigel says that it's weak, has no power, and looks like she's asleep. Maybe she took tips from Lil Mama. Tyra asks Ashley what was going through her head. Ashley says that she was trying to work it without overthinking. We see some of her outtakes, which are disastrous. Tyra tells Ashley that it didn't look like she was trying at all. Bad news. They then turn to Kara. Nigel says that she looks nervous in her photo, and needs to trust herself a bit more and give herself credit for getting this far. Josie tells her not to be scared to push out her lips, or do something that otherwise might make her feel like she's being silly or weird. That would make her appear confident and like she's willing to take a risk. Tyra goes back to Ashley, and says that she pulled down the shot for the others and that they struggled to find a decent picture of her. She was clearly the worst, while Laura was the best and Kara was middling.
Erin, Nicole and Sundai are . Erin's shot is okay according to Nigel, but his eye isn't drawn to her with a sense that she looks magnificent. Josie, however, thinks it's beautiful and that Erin looks very high fashion. She's not doing much with her face, but it still looks strong and confident. Tyra notes that it's not making Miss J. squeal with delight, but it's still a very strong picture. Nicole has her head in the crotch of a creature. Nigel doesn't think it's her prettiest shot, but it still works very well. Miss J. tells her not to forget the lower half of her body, which needs length. Josie suggests pointing her toes. Tyra is thankful that Nicole is doing something interesting with her neck in the picture, because otherwise she didn't do a damn thing interesting in her film. She lost all her magic, and was upstaged by the other girls. Tyra wonders what was going on in her head, and if she took Nigel's advice to cool it with the contorting to mean that she should stand there like a limp lump. Finally, there's Sundai. Her body looks great, Nigel doesn't question her height, and he can see the power and energy in the photo. Tyra tells Sundai that this wasn't her best shot, and that they had to work around Nicole. Sundai looks great in the shot, but her film overall was even more fantastic. Sundai was the strongest, according to Tyra, Erin was holding her own, and Nicole was just pitiful.
The judges deliberate. Nigel likes Brittany's shot, and says that she didn't rely on pretty. Rae photographs magnificently, but Nigel thinks she's a dullard in person. Uh oh. Kiss of death. Josie agrees that it's an amazing shot, but you can't be a successful model unless you have personality and style. Jennifer is too sexy, according to Miss J., and Josie notes that Jennifer has to learn how to make her calves skinnier. Laura has the most extraordinary looking picture, and Tyra thinks that perhaps she drank some fierce juice. Everyone is pretty surprised about how well she did. Ashley's picture is just bad. Josie notes that dancing should be a huge help to modeling, since dancers spend their whole life in front of the mirror watching themselves move. Miss J. makes up a nonsensical poem about Ashley needing some Top Model fierce juice. Josie says that Kara needs to start looking at herself and loving herself -- she needs confidence. Nigel thinks that Kara looks stunning and pretty in her shot, but isn't a star and doesn't stand out. Erin also needs a little extra something according to Miss J., but Josie thinks that her face is very editorial and that she has top model potential. Tyra calls Erin the silent but deadly threat. I don't know about silent. Nicole took the advice not to contort too literally, particularly on a shoot where she was working with contortionists. This was the time and place to model her guts out, and she didn't do it. Sundai had some of the most beautiful film in the competition so far, but it didn't see the light of day thanks to stupid Nicole. Miss J. thinks Sundai should kick Nicole's ass. Also, she can't dress. With that, the judges have made a decision.
Nine beautiful young ladies stand before Tyra, but she only has eight photos in her hands. And those photos represent the girls who are still in the running towards becoming America's Top Model. The best photo for the week will actually be the best group photo, and of course it will be displayed in the house as digital art. The best group photo goes to Brittany, Rae and Jennifer. Jennifer's crap ass was saved by the other two, much to the chagrin of the others who sucked. Everyone else is called individually. Laura gets her photo, followed by Nicole, Sundai, and Erin. This leaves Kara and Ashley in the bottom two. Two beautiful ladies, one photo in Tyra's hands. Kara was one of the judges' favorite girls in terms of her DNA, but then fucked it up by being the noun (moDLLLL) and not the verb (TO moDLLLL). Then there's Ashley. She's become lost, and since she's a dancer with the natural ability to move, she should know the angles of her body and how to best project them. Kara gets a photo, and Ashley gets the boot with encouragement from Tyra that she can go further if she stops looking like nothing.
As the ridiculous "Top model top model top model" autotune boot song plays, Ashley tells us that she feels cut short because she has so much more to give and to show. She wanted to do a lot more, and keep on proving that she could do more. She had never been a model but convinced herself -- perhaps ill-advisedly -- that she could do it, so it hurts to go home where she has far fewer people about which to shit-talk. At least she has a potential career as a noticeable talk show audience member!
Coming up: Go-sees! And an aerial photo shoot!