Ru arrives to show them their new Everyday Drag looks.
Julie gets to choose from a glitzy cocktail dress or a sophisticated black gown which…how many times would she wear a gown?
Continuing down the path of WTF? Qween gets to choose from a SMART (That was the key word, Qween.) turquoise A-line dress (which floats AWAY from the body and makes your hips look SLIMMER) or a
hideous vibrant blue, one-shouldered mini dress. Guess which one she chooses?
Tamara gets to choose from an exotic floor-length dress because knees show age, too, or a sassy
beige gold sheath dress. Then Ru points out that they both cover her neck to tweak her insecurity. Heh. Chad and her baritone get tapped to shill for this week’s sponsor then it’s time for dance class.
This week’s Dean of Dance is Jamal Sims who is cute and seems competent despite having choreographed the remake of Footloose. And despite having ruffles on his hoodie.
Is that a Suede original?
This week they’re dancing to Don’t Be Jealous of My Boogie which Ru thinks is perfect for beauty queens. Julie gets called out for being insecure and tentative and, surprise surprise, Tamara gets called out for being a pageant queen. Qween, on the other hand, was a Sooooooooouuuuulllll Traaaaiiinn dancer, so she’s got this. Willam’s getting all ‘round-the-way girl on Qween and Jamal is impressed when she drops it like it’s hot. Boop, boop.
This week’s drag tip is from Miss Sharon Needles.
Other than some mild burlesque humor, she advises us to get real hair brushes for powder make up, synthetic brushes for cream makeup and pointy brushes for liquid/cream liners. And that was your drag tip for the week.
Second day filler scene where the women are practicing the dance moves and the designated insecure one, Julie, worries about getting it right. Then the professors arrive, so Tamara can over-talk everyone and make it about herself, or in this case, her“blonde” Morgan.
Today, they look like mistresses. But, like, good mistresses. You know, for politicians or athletes.
Julie’s still nitpicking her performance while Chad avoids slapping Julie and telling her to “snap out of it,” and Morgan explains that she wore the dark wig, which she never does, to help Tamara
get out of her own ass and grow up see that it’s not about what your wearing but how you wear it. Then Julie heads in to meet with Ru.
She’s sweet and they talk about how her perfectionism stresses her out and that great things can come from mistakes. And that all the confidence and self-esteem she had in high school is still there it’s just in a different form, so go forth, little Julie, and stop nitpicking things to death.
Morgan and Tamara have a staged conversation to shill for another sponsor then Qween and Willam get into it because Qween doesn’t want to wear the corset, while Willam’s wearing a dress that, I heard on good authority (Willam), she had to be greased up just to put on and now she can’t even sit. Qween’s wagging her finger saying, “No.” Willam tries to reason with her in the room, asking if Qween thinks she wanted to wear a big, blue condom, but in interview says she wants to smack Qween and she’s running Willam as ragged as Morgan’s wig. Then he tells her to go meet with Ru and congratulate the other girls because they’re going to win. Clear eyes, full hearts!
Qween does just that and at first they discuss the corset and how it hurts, but Ru’s not having that and points out how plenty of queens wore corsets and what’s the real problem. She feels selfish about doing something just for herself when she’s a foster parent for special needs babies. He gets Qween to admit she’s the only thing holding herself back and, hey, if the corset doesn’t work, there are always “body shapers” and pulls a pair out of his desk drawer. Ru’s a freak.
Why, Ru. What big Spanx you have.