End of Episode 1. Please enjoy this break, and stick around for punch and pie.
The phat beats kick up, and through a curtain, J. strides out wearing nothing but a t-shirt emblazoned with a woman's body in a bikini on the front and the back! Oh, and high heels. Oh. And nothing else. His parents? Just flipped to Fox.
"On the runway, the girls had different strengths and weaknesses," Tyra pipes up as Heather falls down. The girls don wildly unflattering bodysuits and high heels and have to do a runway walk. Shandi is first. And if the first rule of a catwalk is, as we've learned, "walk like it's for sale and the rent is due tonight," Shandi better get J. one of those big, fake handlebar moustaches and tie herself like a damsel in distress to some nearby train tracks because, well, she must pay the rent but she can NOT pay the rent. Her walk. So clompy and halting and less "look at the simple elegance of those shoes/that dress/that suit" and more, like, "Aaaaaaah. Monsters. They're coming. Monsters." In a confessional, Shandi reminds us, "I'm completely different from everyone else." Oh, that's not true. There are plenty of other girls who can't hack it, either. Why aren't they clearing the decks, y'all? Monsters. Are coming. And they're collecting the rent.
Camille is wearing a yellow leather jacket, and when she hits the end of the runway, she unzips it. J. gets all incredulous and cries out, "Black girls always have to give that extra." Says the black girl in the lingerie t-shirt and heels. Reaction shot of Yoanna. Big turn by Camille. Eye-roll, all parties. J. then tells Yoanna that her walk "as useless as a flashlight with no batteries in the dark," and then likens her body language to that of a horse. Camille laughs the loudest, because she does not get the joke. Back at the ZoLoft, tensions explode, Camille yelling, "If I have things to say, I will say them to your face." To the house meeting we go, where Yoanna experiences a small psychotic break and screams, "I'm not finished!" when no one is reeeeeally trying to interrupt her. Camille wants to know where that anger comes from, and then they're wearing different outfits in what seems like yet another setting, Camille once again promising to say whatever it is she has to say to Yoanna's face. Just don't say them to her shoulders, because you'll make yourself blind trying to view them on a logical horizontal plane.