Laura tells Tim that she's been broken by the last challenge. She sounds a little choked up and tells him that she can't exhaust herself trying to design for the Olsen twins. I've tried, Laura, and you're right, it's not worth it. Those elfin bitches don't appreciate a perfect stranger designing for them. In any interview, Laura is full-on crying. She says that her self-doubt is coming out. She was shaken by the judges' reaction to her last design, and now she's confused. She cries that she wanted to make a life/career change, but now all of this has become too exhausting. I find this moment very relatable. Sometimes trying to be honest with yourself can be freaking draining. Tim tells her he trusts that she will figure it out.

Vincent decides to make a big scarf with his leftover fabric. I smell a win!

The next day, Laura wakes up to a video message on her cell phone from her husband and rugrats. It perks her up. KoMC. Shirt. Off. No. Kudos to him for the weight loss and all, but... still.

At the workroom, Tim reminds everyone that they have to use all of their fabric. Then he tells Vincent that his model, Jia, has had an accident. She'll have to do the runway in a wheelchair. Just kidding! She's dead. Just kidding again! No, she really is dead. Just -- no, for real, she got hit by a bus, but she's going to be fine. We see shots of Jia, reminiscent of when someone kicks it on a soap opera. Vincent seems half concerned about Jia, half for himself. Make that 30/70. Javi, Jeffrey's first model, will be coming in for Vincent. As luck would have it, Javi is enormous, and suddenly, his dress doesn't fit.

KoMC says that Jeffrey's outfit looks "costume-y and cheap." Damn. Coming from him, that's not good. Laura seems more confident. Vincent breaks the zipper on his big fat Javi. Everybody, for the most part, uses their scraps in a handbag, which seems like cheating, but good for them. That was a stupid part of the challenge anyway.

On the runway, Heidi introduces the judges. They are Michael Kors, Nina Garcia, and Zac Posen, who I swear to all that is holy I beat in a dance-off about four years ago. Epic. He seems kind bitchy on the dance floor, but he's a fox.

The show begins. Angela's dress is first. It seems kind of original, but forced. It's a baby-doll slip dress with this stiff, high collared shrug. The shrug is lined with a million white fleurchons (which has effectively worked its way into my lexicon -- well done, Jubilee Jumbles). Angela loves the silhouette. Again, it doesn't seem too wearable, but it's interesting. I'm not really seeing anything "Chinese opera" about Clarissa's make-up, though.