So Robyn calls Kelly and tells her Jess is running roughshod over the show. Kelly says give her a cocktail and she's headed right over. And because Kelly is awesome, she shows up and is like BOOM-BOOM-BOOM. "You: out front. You: at check-in. No crying. Move that. Touch that up." She explains that the client freaking out is expected -- they're "in labor -- about to give birth to their collection." O...kay? But whatever, it means that Kelly knows how to handle crazy fashion people, and somehow she manages to calm down Jess and her ENDLESS complaints about birdcages, and eventually, it's time for the show to go on.
And then, to the tune of "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy," walk a collection of beautiful but not too skinny models, each wearing increasingly complicated underwear. Spikes! Beads! Nipple cones! Kelly takes a moment to celebrate the feminine beauty on display at a show like this. "If God drew a picture of the derriere and put it in the dictionary, it would be of these girls." Kelly is, as ever, oh so quotable.
Robyn sums up the show as a great success, getting good notices from Women's Wear Daily and V and such. And most importantly, Jess was happy with how it turned out, and since she was the client, that's what matters. And yet, according to Kelly, they didn't get paid much for it. She doesn't really elaborate, which is odd.
After the break, back at work, it's more the of Vorhees Fucks It Up Variety Hour. Same thing as all the other times: Emily asks for something, Vorhees acts like she's been trying to do said thing all day but either was never told how or the other interns she delegated it to haven't done it or she couldn't find a thing. She interviews that Emily's only looking for a scapegoat, and she doesn't want to quit without a fight. And so the eternal quest to find one envelope in America that Stephanie Vorhees can properly address, stamp, and mail successfully will continue. Perhaps all season.
Joe R really wants to know what all those birdcages were supposed to be for. Questions, comments, and unadulterated love can be sent to him at firstname.lastname@example.org.