The camaraderie displayed last week has gone out the window. The final 6 are in Rome and after a bit more kvetching about “travel documents” Fatima announces that she’s not feeling well and goes off to bed. Not only does she get no sympathy, the girls (with the notable exception of sweet, adorable Anya) are downright rude and proceed to make fun of her. Um, hello? Wasn’t Dom sick a few weeks back? Didn’t Lauren have to be rushed to the hospital just last week with the thumb thing she couldn’t stop talking about. What a bunch of catty witches.
Reward challenge: When the Tyra mail comes (Ms. Banks as Mona Lisa, thank you very much), the girls are off on a tour of Rome and a lesson in Italian style from a hottie who works for designer Gai Mattiolo. The tour culminates in reward challenge involving a meet and greet with Gai who has them each model one of his outfits. He’s not overly impressed with five of them, particularly Dom, who he deems “not fresh.” Hee. However, he borders on stalkerish with Anya, who he calls “blond, young, fresh, tall, beautiful and blond.”
Obviously she wins the prize, a red carpet original Mattiolo gown. And it’s gorgeous. And, although she’s gracious, the green-eyed monsters rear their ugly heads as the other girls begin to bitch about Anya always winning. It’s a Karma thing, you dopes. Live with it.
Elimination challenge: Tyra mail! It’s time for the Covergirl 30-second commercial challenge. OH BOY! This is always the most entertaining challenge of the season and this one doesn’t disappoint. They have to learn their lines in Italian. Oh, thank you, producers. This is going to be good.
As my fondness for Anya has grown, I’ve been concerned about her making it through this challenge. Her obvious speech difficulties don’t bode well here. Luckily, everyone basically faceplants and she’s saved by her undeniable model looks.
Kat delivers spot-on Italian, but dull acting; Fatima vamps it up a bit too much; Dominique and Whitney are, guess what?, fake; and Anya and Lauren are disastrous, but Lauren is worse. Not only could she not say the lines but she didn’t even try. I honestly think she could have saved herself by just saying “Pizza, lasagne, fettucini and Sophia Loren!” with a little bit of enthusiasm. When in trouble, make them laugh, right?
Judges panel: At panel the judges all have a hearty giggle over the filmed train wrecks. I had to roll my eyes as they told Whitney that when she gets in front of the camera her personality turns “fake and bitchy.” News flash to the judges: Bitch is Whitney’s default. She’s not faking that.
Bottom two: Whitney and Lauren land at the bottom two. Awkward Lauren finally reaches the end of the road. Although she takes stunning photographs I don’t see a modeling career in her future. Bye Lauren, you will be missed.
Tyra’s most over-the-top moment: Saying almost everything in an Italian accent.
Can’t wait to see her go: Dom
— Kathy Lyford