Melrose notes that it's ironic that she's the oldest one and she's doing the Seventeen shoot. The girls get to the site of their shoot, where they meet Atoosa Rubenstein, editor-in-chief of Seventeen, also known as Beaky Schnozzalot. She introduces them to style director Beau Quillian, also known as a judge on the first season of ANTM, who does not have a speaking part in this episode, and photographer Jeffrey Jones. The shoot will be featured in Seventeen's October issue, in an article about taking a cute outfit and making it a little bit sexy. Brooke tells us that today was really comfortable, because she got to be herself -- energetic, smiley, happy Brooke. I can't wait until the next half hour, when she will become wise, bitter, angry Brooke.
Meanwhile, back at home, Anchal still feels bad about herself. She says that her confidence was killed at the dinner party runway show, because she knows she has to work on her body. Anchal says that she doesn't want to gain more weight, but she stresses out. She interviews that she's tired of people telling her that she can't be a model because of how much she weighs. CariDee tells her that overeating is a killer, and so she should stop doing it. Well duh. CariDee tells her to eat better, and Anchal acts like it's a freaking revelation. It's not like CariDee just invented Jazzercise or Sweatin' To The Oldies. Jesus. Commercials.
Dani(elle) goes on a go-see for American Eagle! Hey, I hope she makes it!
When we return, there is Tyra Mail, read by a scantily clad CariDee. And oy, is it a long one. Okay, here goes: "He eyed her heaving bosom as she strutted down the catwalk while he yearned for her modelesque yet Rubenesque body. He extended his strong manly hands and brushed them against her supple skin. She moaned in ecstasy and then left the crowd aghast into the dark of the night. Love, Tyra." Oh, my God, you guys. Tyra totally writes amateur erotica in her spare time. Everything is making sense to me now.