Kayla and her red hair get the fun task of portraying Vivienne Westwood. Francesco tells her that she shouldn't pose too much, but rather make it about the energy and expressions. Vivienne Westwood is all about energy, and also apparently all about throwing flowers. Kayla loves Francesco's volume and energy. She says that he knew what he wanted, and didn't stop until he got it. He seems to get it without too much trouble, which bodes well for Kayla sticking around for another week. Jane is next as Marc Jacobs, and mostly looks like Judy Garland in the "We're a Couple of Swells" skit, but not so dirty and toothless. Like an actually swell swell portrayed by a lady in a man's suit. Francesco tells us that Jane didn't know how to position her body as a man, or come in with clear ideas. He's nice about it, but tells her that she has to bring herself into character.
Ann is next as Alexander Wang, but really looks like Wil Wheaton. She literally just sits there and does nothing. I'm sure the judges will think it's genius. Ann tells us that it's pretty easy for her to incorporate Alexander Wang's boyish attitude, since she was a tomboy growing up. She sits like she sat in her Algebra I class and will await her tongue bath for it. Esther is next, and really has a hard lot in her attempt to pose as Christophe Decarnin. She has the worst wig, and is also wearing some really unfortunate skinny jeans. Her jaw has disappeared entirely, and not just because small hairs are glued to it. Esther says she kept getting caught up in whether she was being manly enough. She wasn't. Francesco keeps yelling, "Come on! You're a dude! You're a guy!" Jay tells us that Esther was a disappointment on set, and it was a struggle to shoot her non-masculine self. The wardrobe folks did a good job of hiding the knockers, though.
Back at the house, the girls debrief. Esther tells the others about her harsh criticism, and then pouts in the confessional. She says that the shoot went really bad, and that she keeps trying and failing. She doesn't want to go home, and so hopes someone does worse than her. The girls get the Tyra Mail of Doom, telling them that after tomorrow only seven bitches will remain. Kendal tells us that she's at the bottom of the pack, and needs to have pulled out a great picture. As she ruminates on her fear of elimination, we head to commercials.
We return to backstage, pre-panel shenanigans. Tyra gets her hair did and tells Nigel that the first time she met him she was stunned and titillated by the fact that she had to pose naked for his fine-ass self. Nigel looks totally uncomfortable and a little scared, and maybe will call HR after this. Tyra says that Nigel is like her brother now, and then flips through her dog-eared copy of Flowers in the Attic. The girls enter and Tyra greets them. There are prizes, there are judges. ALT's cape has extra sheen tonight. Francesco Carrozzini is the guest judge, and is looking cuter than ever.