Next is Renee. She interviews that she likes being sexy, because that's one thing she knows she's good at. Tell it to your mullet, sweetie. Michael Omm says, "Grab his hand, put it on your ass, and keep your hand on it." Too hot for The CW! Renee looks like she's going to eat the male model's face. Even Jay has to fan himself. He says that Renee committed to the shot, and that it was stunning and looked gorgeous. Brit is next, and seems to be a little stiff at first. Jay tells her that he hopes that's not how she's intimate in real life. It certainly doesn't represent how she's intimate with her inner rage. Finally, though, she gets it, and Jay tells her he's never seen her look that sexual in a picture before. Brittany says that she wouldn't do anything different, because she did get the shot off eventually, and in this competition, it's all about one shot. Wrong again! Brittany really overestimates her knowledge of all things Top Model.
Finally, there is Natasha. Jay tells Michael that she might give them porn star, so they've got to watch it. And then, she kind of does. Jay says that every now and then Natasha had an awkward pose, but overall, she got the vibe they were going for. Natasha interviews that she thinks this was her best shoot yet. Seriously, Natasha was made for FHM. And that's a wrap!
Back at home, there is Tyra Mail. Someone is going home. And if you don't know who it is, you, much like Brittany, have never watched this show before. Jaslene says that she wants Renee to go home. Renee's there because she's hungry for the money, and she also looks old. Dionne has no idea who's going to go or who's going to stay. Brittany picks up an enormous sandwich, then puts it down without taking a bite. She forgot how to chew! Oh, it really is a debilitating condition. She says that the photo shoot was her opportunity to get back into good graces, so to speak, and she doesn't think she'll be in the bottom two again, because she did a damn good job. And if that isn't the case, it's okay, because she'll get on plane and forget why she was ever in Australia in the first place, or what an Australia is, or what feat of magic allows her to ride in the belly of a giant bird. Commercials.
When we return, we are welcomed to panel by photos of Tyra in a bathing suit. Or should I say, THE bathing suit. Airbrushed to hell, but definitely the same suit. And you know, I kind of think those photos were one of the best things to happen to Tyra in recent years, because had you ever seen more of her than when she was telling us to kiss her fat (but not really that fat) ass? I just got the latest issue of Shape yesterday, and she's on the cover and STILL talking about it. I think the problem with Tyra is that, underneath the "I'm every woman" posturing, it is just not that easy to relate to her. Like, wow, you gained 20 pounds after being a supermodel for ten years, and had to go to Paris when you were only 17, and Naomi Campbell was mean to you? My heart weeps for anyone who has known such struggle. I mean, come on. And then on top of it, she does stuff like this.