Yes, Mondo is STILL grouchy. Someone peed in his jumbo-size box of cornflakes back on day one and he's been too stubborn to stop eating them since.
Oh, the perils of being proud as a peacock (print).
This week, the designers stir up some mischief in their new darkroom.
But which designer finishes the week out in (flag)pole position?
This episode was a Broadway production in and of itself.
These designers just don't want to fight, do they?
Gratuitous abs alert!
Wait, doesn't gelato always taste good?!
And not just any old pig either.
Everyone's intimidated by Austin's flouncy gown prowess, and with good reason.
Won't someone please think of the corn husks?
Surely that's the question on all Top Model fans' lips today.
His spirits sank like a heel in some mud.
He doesn’t want to buy their lingerie either.
His departure from the show's judging panel is beginning to make sense.
The winner wasn't such a shock, but the runner-up? Really?
Should the need arise for fashion-related purposes.
This is what happens when Rachel bakes salami.