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Jackie goes to get a haircut at the famed Jonathan Antin salon. Jackie explains, “I want to look my best, so I'm getting a haircut from the guy who wrote the book on branding.” Antin has a line of hair products, big whoop. Oh yeah, he also has a show on Bravo, Blow Out.
Jackie sits in the chair and says, “I like a longer, more feminine version of your hair.”
Jonathan runs his fingers through his hair and says, “And so do I.”
Jackie starts divulging personal information, the way you do when you're getting a haircut. “My girlfriend's a little bit of a hothead. So if I can get her to relax a little bit, then I can focus on a child.” What? Let's see if I have this right. Kick her to the curb, or start a family with her? Those are the choices?
Jonathan asks, “What does she do?”
Jackie says, “She's an artist, painter, Brazilian.” I thought they said in the first episode that Mimi was a trainer. Come on, admit it: Mimi doesn't really have a job.
Jonathan doesn't look like he's actually cutting any hair. After he's done, Jackie looks in the mirror and lies: “Very cute, very funky. Love it. So cute.” She hates it. I hate it. It looks like she stuck a fork in a toaster while standing in a bucket of water in a wind tunnel. She rushes home to wash all that Jonathan product out of her hair and fix it her way.
Meanwhile back at the gym, Zen is getting nervous about the fashion show. She's holding a long ponytail hair extension. Doug asks, “What is that?”
Zen quips: “It's my hair. I just shaved it off of my chest.”
Jesse asks the two models standing nearby, “How do you think she's going to do?” They stand there like morons without a thought in their heads. Why ask them anything? They're probably dizzy from hunger.
Zen begs, “Don't just walk over me like runway roadkill.”
Jesse says to the blond one, “Teach me your walk.”
She sniffs, “It can't be taught.” Yes, because walking is so specialized, ordinary slobs could never accomplish such complex skills. The other one is a little friendlier and shows the gang the latest runway swagger.
Zen says she was told to look tough but playful. She's confused. “What is violent and playful?”
Jesse doesn't miss a beat: “Jackie Warner.”
In the evening, everyone's at the show, which is held on the outside deck of the gym. The trainers, local buyers that Felicia invited, and some friends (does Mimi count as one of them?) are sipping cocktails and waiting for the show to begin.
Zen's wearing the outfit she's going to model, a black-and-white sports bra top and matching shorts. She feels self-conscious. Jackie reassures her: “You're the only model here that can wear those. I would never let you go out there and look bad. I promise you. … You look great.” She does look great. She has a trainer's body and she wears next to nothing to work every day. Why is she suddenly shy?
A makeup artist paints freaky black Zorro mask-type bands around the models' eyes. They all take on the Daryl Hannah look from Blade Runner.
Jackie emcees the show, saying, “The embodiment of my line is trying to find a sportswear line that can make the transition from the gym to the street.”
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