There is more throwing away, and then for some unexplained reason, Charlie and Sutan love all of Melrose's clothes. What??? She looks like a homeless person who walked out of the movie Xanadu. She's totally going to roller skate off the wall and then dance with Gene Kelly! I can no longer trust the professional opinions of Charlie Altuna and Sutan. Anchal's clothes look like doilies. This is not surprising. Sutan tells the girls that later on in their lives, when they become big models, they're going to thank the two gay guys who came in and raided their suitcases. I can see the touching tributes to Neil Patrick Harris already.
The flip side of all of the throwing out of crap is that the girls get a little shopping spree at L.A.'s Skyla boutique. Sutan tells the girls that before they get their grubby, and probably sticky, hands, all over everything in the store, Tyra wanted them to get a little lesson on model basics. All wannabe models, pay attention. You need a mini-skirt, nude bra and panty, large bag, tank top, hair scrunchy, fitted jeans, black cocktail dress, and cute sneakers. I have all of those, except for the hair scrunchy. I threw those all out in 1987. And what about high heels? How many times has Tyra chewed out girls for coming to Panel not wearing heels?
As you ponder that question, the girls get a mere five minutes to shop as Charlie and Sutan bark either biting remarks or encouragement. As they do this, they of course trash the store. Christian tells us that she was a model before getting on this show, so had everything they asked for. Well, good, she can take it into obscurity with her. Caridee tells us that shopping was a huge success, and that she got everything she wanted and needed.
But you know what she didn't need? Melrose's bossy behavior back at the house. Remember that? Melrose makes dinner but says that she isn't going to clean the dishes, and Christian notes that people aren't feeling her whole "mother of the house" vibe. And then, there is the beautiful relationship that sprouted between Monique and Melrose. Monique sports a pair of butterfly wings and a giant sparkly microphone (or perhaps a vibrator, because you know that Monique of all people would have a gold sequined vibrator) and mocks the fact that Melrose talks all the time, as well as the way that Melrose tells everyone what to do, based on the notion that what she does/wears/uses is the best. Apparently Melrose is a fan of silk panties. More than I wanted to know, there, friends. This whole segment would probably be funnier if Monique weren't 100% batshit crazy. She interviews that she can't stand Melrose. Then Melrose is in the closet doing something and Monique totally says, "Die, bitch, die." Melrose, who is within earshot, is shocked. She says that Monique is hating on herself, and that's the problem. Monique clarifies that no, she's actually hating on Melrose. Would these two lovebirds get a room, already?