Bring On Some Fresh Meat, Already
The next question is, "How has appearing in the competition improved your life?" Bre says that instead of having to break down doors to get auditions, people now call her. The fine folks at Nature Valley wanted Bre, and they made no bones about it. Cassandra says that she's stayed busy, and that she's now interning for a UPN affiliate. Kim agrees that the show has opened doors in terms of acting and whatnot. Kim says that it's important to her to be a good representative for the gay community. Well, too late. She was on the cover of Go NYC, has been doing a little modeling, and might appear on The L Word. People have also come up to her and told her that she was a role model, or helped them to be more open and confident about their own sexuality, and I think we can all say for sure that that is a good thing. Lisa tells all the girls that they should take a moment and appreciate this moment together. Kim throws a pillow at her as we finally head to commercials.
And before we return, we get another commercial for Season 6, in which Leslie seems like she might be kind of an asshole. Since she was my early pick for the winner, I must say: drat.
Tyra tells us that when it comes to making it, there's no place by New York City. But if you're going to make it there, she says, "you'd better prowl that concrete jungle...like you own it." I would think that if you owned New York City, you wouldn't have much trouble finding modeling jobs at all. Tyra's shirt is kind of short-ish and it makes her look rather thick through the middle, which might also be a byproduct of how it emphasizes her already huge chest. She was in a state of revived beauty last season, but I think she might be slipping. I just saw on Best Week Ever how she went undercover at a strip club to see why men enjoy strip clubs so much (which, I know, way to handle the hard-hitting and not obvious topics, Tyra) and then she was going to strip also. She's totally the Gloria Steinem of the 2000s. Except that she chickened out at the last minute, and no stripping occurred. Way to not cross a line after letting the Victoria's Secret catalogue-loving world become so familiar with your cleavage that they could fashion a replica out of an ice cream cake. Here's to integrity!