This is the one, the one who gets to come back and do it all over again, only without the stress of competition. Languorous, she sprawls, satisfied with her spoils.
Game… Set… MATCH! Finally the future resident of Ed N Reds hottub is chosen through the painstaking and mistake-free process. And really, everybody wins. It's a like a Cranium game! With empty craniums.
This is Rochelle's Ovitt-uary, a treatise to her beauty, her accomplishments and the many memories - past, presently forming and someday to be - she will nestle inside within your dome.
Every week, a new hopeful young woman sheds some layers of clothing and her psychological defenses to try and win the favor of Those Who Decide. Will this womyn be granted favor?
Just to drag out the tension of which douche will end up in the hot-tub, Ed N Red take a side-ride over to background actor Simona Fusco's house where Ed takes in twin canyons and actually makes the "Let's do a 'take our clothes off' race!" work. And then Miss Fusco embarks on her quest to get skin cancer.
Picking Miss Ripe is arduous and rewarding only to those who prefer their ladies pored over with a fine tooth comb. Wait, you're totally into that? Welcome, my friend. Welcome.
The picking process is truly shrouded in more mystery than the Bermuda Triangle, the Mystery Spot outside of Santa Cruz or who the bop in the bop-she-bop-she-bop. Will this woman crack the code or, at least, benefit from it?
Just to drag out the tension of which douche will end up in the hot-tub, Ed N Red take a side-ride over to background actor Simona Fusco's house where Ed takes in twin canyons and actually makes the "Let's do a 'take our clothes off' race!" work. And then Miss Fusco embarks on her quest to get skin cancer.
Determined not to have another dud in the suds alongside the fetching lasses determined to humilate their fathers into un-disowning them, Ed & Red hold a Dating-Game style showdown to pick a winner to flop around in the hotub.
Reds red mane gets all sorts of Misfit on that ass - and not the punk ones, unless you consider Jem's arch enemies to be punk rock (we've always considered them pretty dark bubblegum pop-rock, like early Evanescence). And that's just the start. It's ends up on deeper psychological issues like claustrophobia and sex. Of course.
Yee haw! There's a nearly-inexplicable naughty cowgirl/outlaw theme going on in this weeks' episode. Maybe it's just an excuse for Red to get all Calamitious like Jane and for Ed ride bull instead of the usual talking it.
Laura is easy on the eyes and hard on the mind. She's in Mensa, for the sake of Gullivers' Travels! So if you're intimdated by smart women, don't click on this. And realize you're a douchebag.
The Big Apple doesn’t deserve this future apple of your eye. It's too filthy to mar her flawless alabaster grace. Do you deserve her, faithful Model Dating viewer?
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With eyes like limpid pools, Christy's is a face to compose sonnets on. Well, sonnets on the SUBJECT of her face. Not, yunno, directly penned onto cause that would mar the very subject of your praise.
Megan's eyes are constantly dancing. Whether it's a jig or modern or some sort of capoeira kind of thing is really up in the air. What do you mean, you're weren't looking at her eyes?
The battle to be Miss Ripe does not end with this, essentially this talented hopefuls audition tape, but it does, in fact, begin. It begins with you clicking and watching and then, yunno, goes on from there.
We're not sure if Valerie was 100% honest with all of her answering of appropriate and inappropriate questions. But then, again, who knows if we were honest about the type of questions we were gonna ask.
