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im sweating bullets

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I'm scared

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Episode 5 - Snatch Game

Lip Sync

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Melanoma. Colleen.

 

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Melanoma

@talent

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Oh, woah oh, oh oh

I can't get enough of myself

 

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Melanoma stands in her bedroom, pondering her life's success.

She's had it all: fame, fortune, a couple surgeries...

But she doesn't feel like she's had enough. 

 

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If I wasn’t me, I can be sure I'd wanna be
I’m pretty major and I’ll say it out loud
Living my life in a fantasy
Living my life in my vanity
Hey mom maybe you’ll see me now

 

I call what I see and if I judge, well, then so be
To my neighbours I'm the best thing around
Living my life in a fantasy
Living my life in my vanity
Hey mom maybe you’ll see me now

 

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She sits at her vanity, staring at her gorgeous face.

She smiles, knowing that she is at the top of the world.

Melanoma sees nothing but beauty in her reflection,

and the gorgeous reflective silver surface of her vanity agrees.

Truly no Snow White, no Colleen, and no other queen alive compares.

 

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All I wanna do is what I do well
Ain't a gambler but honey I'd put money on myself
All I wanna do is bottle it to sell
'Cause my brand does vainglorious much better for your health

 

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Melanoma flips through the magazines she's covered,

from Vogue, to Harper's Bazaar, and a stint on Better Homes and Gardening.

She opens up the drawers on her vanity, and pearls and diamonds spill out.

Melanoma could not be any more pleased with her luxe life.

 

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Woah oh oh
I can’t get enough
All they've said it's true
I can’t get enough of myself
Woah oh oh
I can’t get enough
I don’t know about you

 

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The video cuts to Yayoi Kusama's "The Souls of Millions of Light Years Away".

Melanoma spins in the mirror room, her mirror dress glittering with the lights.

Her image is infinitely reflected, exponentially displaying her beauty.

 

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But I can’t get enough of myself

 

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Cut to black.

 

 

Colleen

@Kylie Jenner

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COLLEEN'S LIP SYNC

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CONFESSIONS OF A LITTLE COLLEENATOR

It's been a long day of judging. Letting a terrible Beyonce and Kylie slide took a lot of energy, and you feel as if your electricity has been tapped out of you. We get it, living the life of a judge isn't easy. When you're not scrolling through Twitter reading thousands of "COME TO BRAZIL" messages, you're blocking the people who say your hairline is receding. It's not like you need reminding. You've just finished checking your notifications and you're lying in bed in the dead of night. You stare forward, encased in darkness when all of a sudden your television flashes on. Is it the Russians? You stare at the television in disbelief, watching as it begins to play an important message from a dedicated stan. The straights really are rallying behind Miss Colleen!

 

As you watch it, you can't help but feel Colleen was behind the camera, pointing a gun.

 

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CULTURAL APPROPRIATION: PART 2 THE REMIX

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With this look, I wanted to step a little more out of the box by magnifying one aspect for a particular culture that I adore - origami. I decided to wear this beautiful origami dress to show my crafting talents, and I chose to pair it with a traditional geisha inspired look in regards to hair and makeup to translate the fundamental parts of this culture too. I grace the runway with my paper inspired heels, posing as if I am in a high fashion magazine every few steps. I feel this look and the look feels me; I feel beautiful. And though I may be made of paper, but I've never felt so strong.

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LIP SYNC FOR YOUR LIFE

I don't get it and I can feel anger burning inside me; my insides like acid. I am burning and I will strike because I am potent, and I am passionate. I begin to go over the lip sync song, Kate Bush's This Woman's Work, by listening to it and miming emotionally in the mirror. After another layer of glue on my lace front and a third and final makeup check, the red light flashes on and it's our signal to return to the main stage. I'm shaking and I'm nervous -- I mean, it's a given, no one wants to have their spot in the competition put on the line. But especially not me; I feel like everything I have worked for comes down to the moment I create when I am back on stage with America watching intently.

 

My heart skips a beat, but I take a deep breath to compose myself before telling myself that I'm ready. I feel the pain and I let it feel me.

 

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AH HA OOOOOOH,

HOOOOOOOOOO

AH HA OOOOOOH,

HOOOOOOOOOO

 

The song begins, the solemn piano chords and vocals chiming in slowly. My mouth follows the movements and I step slowly down the runway holding a handheld mirror in my left and a wedding bouquet in my right. My body is floppy, giving the judges a sense of lifelessness. 

 

PRAY GOD YOU CAN COPE,

I STAND OUTSIDE THIS WOMAN'S WORK

THIS WOMAN'S WORLD

 

I bring the mirror up delicately, looking through the veil to my reflection in the mirror. I eye the cracks on my face and begin to put my heart into the words of the song. My face is full of emotion as I look at my broken reflection. My teeth grit between the lines of the song, frowning as I move the mirror away and look to the ground.

 

OOH, IT'S HARD ON THE MAN

NOW HIS PART IS OVER

NOW STARTS THE CRAFT OF THE FATHER

 

My eyes roll to my left hand. A diamond engagement ring makes me feel distressed, raw emotion in my eyes as I stare at it whilst singing the words. The gold wedding ring reminds me of a heart that isn't broken and it's all becoming too much. I shake my head, looking straight up to the judges before looking up to the ceiling for the final line.

 

I KNOW YOU'VE GOT A LITTLE LIFE IN YOU YET
I KNOW YOU'VE GOT A LOT OF STRENGTH LEFT
I KNOW YOU'VE GOT A LITTLE LIFE IN YOU YET
I KNOW YOU'VE GOT A LOT OF STRENGTH LEFT

 

 I lower myself to the ground, my dress spreading out elegantly over the stage. The handheld mirror rests on the ground and the bouquet finds a home between both my hands. With each line, I look down to the flowers before pulling one out and throwing it aside. Pink, purple and white flowers litter the ground; it's beautiful in a heart-wrenching kind of way. I suppose that loss can be beautiful sometimes.

 

I SHOULD BE CRYING, BUT I JUST CAN'T LET IT SHOW
I SHOULD BE HOPING, BUT I CAN'T STOP THINKING

 

Flowers on the ground, I stay sat down. I lift the veil from over my face, revealing to the judges my broken face. I feel the words I say, looking at my hands like I have committed some sort of crime. My fingers crawl across to my ring finger, removing the rings of gold one by one. I stare at them with a passionate anger before throwing them to the side.

 

OF ALL THE THINGS I SHOULD'VE SAID

THAT I NEVER SAID

ALL THE THINGS WE SHOULD'VE DONE

THOUGH WE NEVER DID

 

I kick off my heels, dress slipping so that it sits just past my shoulder. I take the mirror once again and stare at myself whilst singing the song. I raise my free hand to my head, a claw grabbing hold of my head in frustration. A look of madness sweeps over my face and I bring the mirror up to smash it on the spikes of my crown. 

 

ALL THE THINGS I SHOULD'VE GIVEN

BUT I DIDN'T

OH, DARLING, MAKE IT GO

MAKE IT GO AWAY

 

The shards of the broken mirror rain down from over my head and I start to spin when I sing these words. It is a slow, frail spin -- it is as my bones are breaking and my electricity is being drained. All that remains is adrenaline and drive which is shown on my face when I wince in emotional pain, tears slowly rolling down my cheeks at the thought of being eliminated. The spinning stops when I say the words 'make it go', my hand stretching out towards the judges as I ask them to make it go away.

 

GIVE ME THESE MOMENTS BACK
GIVE THEM BACK TO ME
GIVE ME THAT LITTLE KISS
GIVE ME YOUR HAND

 

I collapse to the ground, looking down at the mirror shards around me. Fragmented reflection; I grab the wedding ring and hold it out in front of me, lip syncing devotedly to the ring which sits upon no finger. My face goes from intense sadness for the first two lines of the verse to a loving admiration and sense of longing when I am reminded of the little kiss and the security of his hand.


I SHOULD BE CRYING, BUT I JUST CAN'T LET IT SHOW
I SHOULD BE HOPING, BUT I CAN'T STOP THINKING

 

A hand raises to my face to wipe away my tears, the makeup running down my cheeks is flicked away. I'm strong, I know it and they need to see that too. I run my hands down my chest, dress and body and move my hair away from my face so that the judges can clearly see me.

 

OF ALL THE THINGS WE SHOULD'VE SAID
THAT WE NEVER SAID
ALL THE THINGS WE SHOULD'VE DONE
THOUGH WE NEVER DID

ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU NEEDED FROM ME
ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WANTED FOR ME
ALL THE THINGS THAT I SHOULD'VE GIVEN
BUT I DIDN'T

 

With each line, I point to a different judge. My teeth are gritted and my lips move to match the words of each line. I'm frowning with disappointment -- the fact that they could send me home even though I haven't played all my cards, I haven't shown them my true colours. I beg for the opportunity in this song, I beg for it to not end.

 

OH, DARLING, MAKE IT GO AWAY
JUST MAKE IT GO AWAY NOW

 

The hurt and heartbreak needs to stop right here. I look down, shaking my head vigorously. The final line of the song comes and I get on my knees, looking up to the lights with a dreamy look painted across my face. It's a feeling of hope that hangs in the balance. It hangs by a single thread that is slowly fraying.

 

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I've done all I can. Now comes the dreaded wait -- the wait for the judges to tell me my destiny.

 

 

 

Ladies... I have made my decision. And it'll be revealed soon. I just wanted the girls to take a moment to appreciate what a LIP SYNC looks like.

 

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ALL I WANNA DO IS WHAT I DO WELL

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My wig??

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I'm crying.

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we both slayed tht whew

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Just now, talent said:

we both slayed tht whew

We truly did, I'm proud of us

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Tit flew

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but I see origami is a new trend!

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1 minute ago, Alena said:

your friend is cutee @Kylie Jenner

I'll pass on the message :flower:

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i love this one so much

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Oh WOW. :clap3:

 

Colleen, was that you in the video? ???

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A slay.

 

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Also I used that same hairstyle from the origami look in S3, Nina had impact? [Kandy Ho] WTF? [/Kandy Ho]

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Just now, Rhisiart said:

Oh WOW. :clap3:

 

Colleen, was that you in the video? ???

A friend!

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Both are great but talents >

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Both of you went all out, I'm truly slayed. :jonny3:

 

I'm taking notes for the future just in case.

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Wow NOW that was a lip sync 

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Episode 5 - Snatch Game

Elimination

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Ladies, I have made my decision. 

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Colleen, 

 

 

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Melanoma,  you came into this game full of fire, and you left your competitors sunburnt. From your fierce fashion and graphics to your drive and passion, you've left us a spot that we definitely need to get checked out. Now,

 

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My Electrifying Eight, you have all successfully survived the Snatch Game. That's not the last test for a superstar - what's the use of a stage if you don't know what you're gonna do?

 

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Can I get an amen? Now let the music play!

 

 

 

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i quit

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G I  R L :jonny:

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