It’s the best part of America’s Next Top Model. Maury. And Biggest Loser. You know what I’m talking about: Makeovers! (And yes, I did group Maury in there. Because we’ve all seen a fantastic Maury makeover episode while eating Jell-O on our couch with a 101-degree fever.) Last night, our final six contestants had an appointment with scissors and the mall, and were transformed from workout gear-wearing athletes to bonafide hotties. And might I say that this season’s crop of contestants might be some of our best-looking ones? (Or maybe that’s just because Sam is tilting the scale in their favor.)
The episode began with Sunshine telling cameras how much she missed her father, and the Biggest Loser producers pulling a David Copperfield by making O’Neal literally disappear in a shot! Whoa! How’d they do that?! I don’t know where he went, but on some island somewhere, O’Neal is sitting with the Statue of Liberty, telling her to not live in the past, because if she works really hard, she can one day shed her green skin and turn copper again. You just have to believe! And the Statue of Liberty cried and sobbed, resting her head in O’Neal’s comforting bosom while the yellow team member patted her on the back.
On the ranch, however, Ali informed the contestants that they had collectively lost 805 pounds total over the course of four months (whoa!), and that they really like Multigrain Cheerios. And then, the big announcement came: It was makeover day! Woo-hoo! Yay! Another excited exclamation! Orange Mocha Frappachinos!
The contestants were given $1,000 to spend on clothes, and were told Blow Out‘s Jonathan Antin would be styling their hair, which is kind of perfect, since we know the guy likes to shed enough tears to fill the waters of Lake Minnetonka. (And during the makeover episodes, I do too, as much as I like to tease Biggest Loser.)
Then things got even more exciting: Ali told the remaining batch of contestants that they would get to sit in on a concert following their makeovers. Of course, I just assumed that meant Bob would step into the kitchen with a mike and begin singing, ”oh, oh! Multigrain Cheerios, yea!” But, as I found out later, I was wrong.
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