Aminat, Celia and Teyona head off to do their color story for Seventeen. Teyona says she felt seventeen again. Celia felt 46 again. The whole thing is over almost before it begins with limited Ann Shoket, so we can count this as a blessing, I think. Back at the house, Natalie tells Allison that she should have won. Allison is sad that she didn't. However, she interviews that the challenge really helped her to figure out how she can be more direct and present in photo shoots. Oh, good. I really don't want Allison to leave anytime soon, even if she's totally boring. She's just so much fun to look at, especially when her weave isn't trying to maul her.
There is Tyra Mail! "You haven't had too much R&R -- maybe it's time for some R&B. Love, Tyra." Teyona guesses that this clue might have something to do with music. The next morning, at 5:30 a.m., the girls are sleeping peacefully. Sleeping peacefully, that is, until Jay Manuel breaks into their house like a very fabulous cat burglar and wakes them from their slumber. Everyone is startled, and Allison tells us that she looked like something that crawled out of the woods. Jay tells the girls that today they're doing things in true top model style, because when you're really fabulous hair and makeup comes to you. Thus, they have only to travel to their living room. Fo loves it. Jay ruminates on how well this all worked out when the doorbell rings. Teyona rushes off to answer it, opens the door, and screams that it's Ciara! Aminat bum rushes the door and practically mauls Ciara. Ciara escapes her clutches and goes off to give kissy face to Jay. He notes that Ciara has a new album coming out, which, big surprise. She's going to be in the shoot with them today. Celia interviews that this is exciting, because Ciara is a true icon. I don't know if I'd go that far, now. You put these bitches in crazy headdresses and stick them smack in the middle of Labelle, and then we'll talk. Ciara tells the girls to have fun, and adds that they should use the technique that Jay has taught them over time.
Everyone heads to a theater, where the shoot will take place. They'll be with Ciara on stage. She'll be singing, and each model will get the opportunity to portray an obsessed fan tied up in her microphone cord. Top Model favorite Mike Ruiz is the photographer for the day. He tells them that, being tied up, they have to be aware of their bodies and faces. For her part, Ciara is ready to give diva. Backstage, the girls are basically outfitted in electrical tape and cords. Celia notes to one of the stylists that you have to be toned and lean, because this outfit or lack thereof hides nothing. We flash to London looking perturbed. She interviews that it's ironic that they're basically wearing bathing suits for this shoot and she's a hoss. I don't think that's so much ironic as "sucks to be you."