Finally there's Sundai who, for obvious reasons, does not have to endure the blackface. They couldn't figure out a way to whiten her up somehow? She's totally wearing that Russian hat, along with a Moroccan-inspired dress. It has mirrors on it, is how you know it's Moroccan. Sundai reminds us how crazy the whole Top Model world is for her, but how grateful she is to be in it. She's going to try hard, so she doesn't have to go home. Sundai winds up being the big surprise of the day for Jay. So far she's been pretty mediocre, but today she nailed it. And with that, it's a wrap.
Back at the house, there is Tyra Mail. Someone is going home. Erin's not sure how her photo shoot went but, true to form, hopes that the other girls did crappy. We flash to Erin in her bedroom, complaining about how burnt she is and how scratchy her linens are. Yes, she wants 450 thread count. Brittany reminds us that Erin is immature and has a bad attitude, which is ostensibly a liability in this competition. As Laura says she's scared and Erin snits, "No big deal," we head to commercials.
When we return, it's time for panel. There are prizes, there are judges. Supermodel Kirsty Hume is the guest judge for the day. Jennifer is up first for evaluation with her Botswana/Polynesian photo. In it, it must be noted, she looks a lot lighter than she was on set. Maybe some of the retouchers had an inkling of sense. Nigel tells her that the first thing he sees is Botswana. He then adds that the photo is almost National Geographic. Maybe next someone will tell her that she looks like a savage. Nigel says that ultimately when he looks at the photograph, he sees a beautiful, interesting woman that he wants to know, but it doesn't necessarily scream "model" to him. Kirsty adds that Jennifer's body angle is not as flattering as it could be. Other than that, she looks stunning. Tyra says that Jennifer made crazy faces when they first started shooting, but she rocked it once Jay told her about the integral role that music plays in Botswanan culture. Also, she sold the necklace she was wearing. Frankly, that necklace sells itself, and if anything an ad featuring a short blackfaced model looking like she was in National Geographic would make me think twice about what I was putting on my neck.