It’s go-see time, Amsterdam style! The girls head off on little motorboats to see several Dutch designers, and are so focused that they don’t even pay any mind to the hot guys driving the boats. It’s a shame. Analeigh’s strong walk and bubbly charm impress the designers that she sees, while Sam is too commercial for some. Marjorie’s nervous nelly tendencies come into full play as she gets lost and flustered and then can’t pull it together for the two designers she manages to find. She books no jobs, and also seems to rouse the ire of native Amsterdamians who refuse to help her with directions. Elina does so-so, although her tattoos are a turn-off to some designers, and her sweaty back is a turn-off to others. And finally, there’s McKey. She avoids wearing chain mail and thus impresses all four of the designers she sees. However, she’s so wrapped up in seeing the sights of Amsterdam that she loses track of time and misses her deadline to be back to Touché modeling agency by five minutes. She’s disqualified. It’s a pity, since she would have won the challenge and $18,000 worth of clothes if she had hustled a bit. As it is, Analeigh takes the prize and McKey is left only with her newly adopted vaguely European accent.
The photo shoot for the week has Tyra behind the camera doing two photographs of each girl -- one with minimal makeup and casual clothes, and one in full-on fierce mode. Samantha does what might be her best work to date in both and gets best photo of the week. McKey also excels and impresses Tyra by her ability to listen to Tyra’s advice. She doesn’t even get chewed out very much for being late at the go-sees. Analeigh does okay, though the general consensus is that she’s better with makeup than without, and Paulina totally thinks she has a big nose. This leaves twitchy Marjorie and control-freak Elina in the final two. Marjorie was of course made extra nervous by Tyra’s presence as photographer, and not even a lesbian bath session before panel could relax her. The judges also marveled at the fact that Elina is 18, and made her wave around her crazy hair and scream at panel to try to loosen up. Sadly, it was all for naught as Elina got the boot. It’s a victory for controlling, repressive mothers everywhere!
Previously on ANTM: Amsterdam! The girls avoided the weed, but embraced the Red Light District where Sheena got to legitimately whore it up. A photo shoot on the high seas had some girls rocking, and the others feeling all washed up. Despite her general hilarity, Sheena ran out of chances to show her high fashion potential and was sent home. In other news, McKey entered panel looking like she got lost on the way to the Renaissance Faire. Five bitches remain!
It is a gray Amsterdam afternoon as the girls ride home in their van after panel. They celebrate their ascension to the top five. Analeigh tells us that she knows she's improving. However, she confessionalizes, she knows that the other girls don't see her as competition and think that she's just a pretty girl. She points out that at the end of the day it doesn't matter a hoot what those petty bitches think. It only matters what the petty bitches on the panel think. And at least one of them has to think that Analeigh has kind of a large nose, right?
In the van, Elina says in disbelief, "Apparently I was STIFF." Yeah, apparently. She wonders where they're getting this "stiff" thing from. Maybe from the fact that she resembles nothing so much than a little goblin carved on the end of an old-fashioned umbrella handle? Even allied nation Marjorie is getting a little tired of Elina. She says that Elina has been in the bottom two because she's not trying, and the judges want to see her push and do something different. Marjorie adds that she thinks Elina gives the same face week after week. Well then! What else does Marjorie think, you ask? She thinks that Elina thinks that she's got everything right, and that can be a little tiring. My how quickly Marjorie has turned on her fellow European friend. Maybe Elina put the moves on Marjorie's boyfriend Analeigh during the va-jay-jay shaving party?
Sam, meanwhile, feels amazing about being in the top five. She wants everyone to celebrate good times, come on. However, celebration doesn't come naturally to Marjorie, who is nervous per usual. The competition is getting to her, and she thinks that she's mediocre compared to the rest of the girls. Even compared to Sam? Come on, now, Frenchie. Marjorie doesn't understand how the rest of the girls can feel so comfortable after panel when there is clearly impending doom. Sam just shrugs her shoulder and drinks some more American Self-Confidence Juice.