When we return, there is more Tyra Mail! Celia discovers it first and has a mini-orgasm as she says with wonder to the other girls, "It rhymes." And it rhymes as such: "Practice your posin' if you wanna be chosen. Love, Tyra." I want to introduce Celia to the multiple climax known as "Vogue." She poses like a pasty ho, Dietrich and DiMaggio. The girls head to The Mansion, which is a theater-y club of sorts. Benny is waiting there with two very severe guests, one of whom is a dude who doesn't look all that much like a lady. Benny tells the girls that tonight is an event for the fashion elite of New York City. It will be a combination of music, fabulous clothes, and posing. And our little models are the headliners! Their challenge is to use music to motivate the way they showcase the fashion. They will be wearing the fashions of The Blonds, who are the two severe-looking people mentioned above. I think they dress drag queens and lady pop stars who look like drag queens. Think sequins. David and Phillipe Blond tell the girls that the winner will get to choose a fabulous, handmade, one-of-a-kind dress from their collections. This is how it will work: there will be two heats of five girls each, and one from each heat will be chosen to go head to head in a motherfucking pose-off. Benny will pick the winner based on the crowd reaction to the girls' poses.

The girls head back to get wardrobed, made up, and bewigged with blonde locks. Allison is nervous, but Celia has never felt more alive. She says if you can't bust out while looking like Skipper to RuPaul's Barbie, you need to go home. Tahlia can't move in her dress, so doesn't think she'll be able to pose well. She's overwhelmed. But not as overwhelmed as she's going to be when she sees the audience of fabulous queens that awaits her! Benny Ninja greets the audience and explains to them that they will really be the judges. He asks them to applaud for the poses that they like, and let the models know if their poses are sour. I sense nervous breakdowns about to happen. And I love it.

Allison is the first to go and thinks that the audience can smell her fear. Indeed, they boo and Benny tells her that they think she's sour and just don't like her very much. Allison does not run off the stage crying, which is points for her. Teyona is next, and manages to get some cheers. Kortnie gets a rousing boo, and in fact does not seem to try very hard. This has become a Kortnie motif, no? Maybe she wasted all the trying too hard on the spelling of her name. Sandra is next and explains that, with her complicated shoes, she tried to do very simple poses. And, as you might suspect, simple poses get sour boos. Celia is out next and poses for her life! The crowd gives her mad cheers, and Celia loves it. She wins the heat with no real competition.