We always look forward to these two. First, The Manolo:
From the beginning it was good. Witness the moment when the models were paired with the designers. As the choices were made, some of the designers (Elisa in particular) seemed truly happy to meet the model, while others (Jillian, Christian, Victorya) could only manage the most forced of smiles. Such marvelous suffering on the faces of such shallow peoples!
And joy of all joys, Jay McCarroll has an early precap concerning last night's poll:
i called my friends. no one answered. i grabbed my keys and i ran over to my neighbor rachel's house. i called michael rucker, one of the shows producers. "please tell me i'm not a loser". "tell me i'm special". "tell me i'm beautiful". "tell me i'm the most specialist sexiest man alive, sexier than brad pitt, smarter than albert einstein". my neighbor rachel had to slap me and put ice on my forehead for i was about to faint. is this how daniel franco felt....twice.
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