It’s almost as if episode two was Tempest’s revenge (miss, you, girl!): first, the girls bring the glam for a (leaf) blow(er) job, and then get everyone safely belted in for a wild, airborne ride. “Glamour toad” Ginger Minj brought our boys safely home, while Sasha couldn’t ring even a flight attendant’s bell, and sashay’d away.
Thanks for flying @SashaBelle3! It's only up from here! We love you! ❤️#GlamazonianAirways #RuPaulsDragRace #RPDR7 pic.twitter.com/Gy4VbYMnDn
— Glamazonian Airways (@GlamazonianAir) March 10, 2015
Megan: It felt a little early for the musical number episode, but at least the ladies got to lip sync instead of sing live this year. Though I was happy to see our (early) favourite, Ginger, bring it both in the early challenge and as a team leader ... though, honestly, who doesn’t know and can’t master a step-ball-change. She had to be playing that for effect! And we had our first Official Emotional Moment, courtesy of Miss Fame (if it comes early, does that mean she’s going home early?), a completely random Moby appearance, and the inevitable squaring off of Team Diversity versus, as Ginger put it, team “Aryan Airlines”.
Dom: Moby. Drops in, gets blasted in the face with a leaf blower. Makes couple of blow job jokes and leaves. Weirdest drive-by ever. Ginger was amazing, again. So many good lines. When the girls turned on Miss Fame she looked like a canary being pecked to death by sparrows. She’s beautiful. The backstory was sad (and a little early). It looked like an attempt to humanise her. But she can’t rest on pretty. Pearl is cool. Maybe too cool but I’m warming to her. And I thought Jasmine Masters was superb in the team challenge. I kept thinking of Pedro Almodóvar’s I’m So Excited.
Megan: Ginger can, in the parlance, get it. Literally, all my notes were her good lines (“I feel like there is solidarity in solid girls”? Pure gold). I was hella surprised to see Katye in the bottom, though. I’m still feeling Max a bit. But she needs to be more than a repeat of Jinkx’s Grey Garden’s shtick every week to advance. And, despite being in the bottom, Katya turned out that lip sync: that slow split was to die for. Sasha never had a chance.
And, uh, can we talk about how much the Vaseline lens is really helping/hurting this year?
Dom: I thought I was getting cataracts. Logo doesn’t have HD? Maybe that’s in Ru’s contract. And while we’re being shady, guest judge Olivia Newton John’s face looked stretched tighter than those pants she wore in Grease.
Can we talk about tucking though? I love that Untucked (the aftershow) is on YouTube now, no beeping and more tuck talk. “My dick is, literally, mashed,” as Trixie Mattel said last week. “It’s just a black little thing that’s quivering,” as Pearl replied. Boy, those girls suffer for their art.
Megan: I will listen to people talk about (consensual) ball torture all day and twice on Sundays.
Dom: I’ll listen but I’ll be crossing my legs and wincing.
Favourite lines
Carson Kressley: “I didn’t even know what a minge was, but now I love minge, which I know is one of the world’s great ironies.”
Sasha: “I just try to pound my vagina so hard into that stage that the building shakes.”
Trixie on Violet: “All right, public school, calm down.”
Katye: “I can move my body in a compelling way. Usually, it compels people to leave the room.”
Ru: “Katya your outfit is a Xanadu but your lip sync was a real Xanna-don’t.”
