Nicolas smiles brightly to see Tim arrive at his station. "So," he says, waving at his crazy space queen ice gown. "I'm obviously doing 'Western.'" Heee. They both laugh, and it is very cute. He explains his concept about his "villain in white." He's especially excited about these crazy, feathery shoulder appliqués that will shine when light comes through them. Tim seems impressed and suggests he exaggerate it even more. "I totally get it," Nicolas says. "I can go much bigger." This seems to be the message Tim is trying to get across to all of them. As he leaves, he says he is enthralled and excited by some of their work, but has to remind them that someone will be going home the next day. Everyone blanches. He encourages them to be as ambitious as possible as they complete their designs.

Speaking of completing, no one is sure how Ra'Mon is going to be able to do it. Nicolas says in an interview that when he thinks of SciFi, he thinks of beautiful women and fantasy, not Godzilla and lizards or whatever Ra'Mon is trying to do. The thing is, however, Godzilla is totally SciFi. Good Lord, it defines one whole section of the genre. Anyway, Ra'Mon's real problem is not his subject matter, it's that he is really not far enough along on the project. Tim sends in the models and everyone gets to fittin'.

"You're probably like 'what the hell?'" Ra'Mon says to his model, Vanessa, as she looks askance at his dress form. "Nooo," she lies. "I'm reeeally exciiited." No, she isn't. I am sure she is terrified, especially when he fits her into the jumpsuit and has to kneel in front of her, staring at her crotch and pinning things for an extended period of time. Along with the fittings, everyone has a consultation with Collier Strong, make-up man. "The make-up is very important to this challenge," Irina drones, and I suppose it really is. Costuming is nothing without appropriate hair and make-up, so this is a big part of it. Most of this segment, however, is shots of the packaged make-up, itself. I am glad L'Oreal and Garnier are giving the show so much money, but all the artful sponsorship promos are turning this into the Texaco Star Theater or something. The most painful part of this to me is hearing the guy say "a very red lip" over and over. I cannot take the singular of lip, pant and shoe. It drives me bananas. Speaking of bananas, you'd think my pain in that area would be particularly acute when watching The Rachel Zoe Project, and yet somehow I love that show. I mean, I DIE. It is the most fake, and yet most honest, show on TV. Possibly because their whole world is so ridiculous and fake, and so it just seems like a real documentary. But let's not get off track.