Dear Supermodel Gods that be, This week began with a cold and sad moment for me, Aryn was voted off. Aryn became like the little sister I never had and her elimination really got to me, but I was forced to shake it off or else it would have negatively affected my performance. The moment I let my guard down and expose weakness is when the competition will attack like vultures feasting on the remains of a freshly killed wilder beast.
This week was all about using our bodies as art. I lost my robe and posed nude for an art class at Parsons, stepped into a 1920's themed group portrait that our photographer Russ created at a breathtaking and haunted mansion, got covered from head to toe in black body paint by Mary Shook and The Make Up Forever team and became part of a live art installation in a Soho gallery, and last but not least I did my little turn on the catwalk styled by Kenny famous and most humble stylist to the Spice Girls!!
My performance this week was focused, solid and much improved. The panel complimented us in saying that we are all improving and making their job of picking the bottom three increasingly more difficult. This larger than life chess game has only just begun. Pawns are being captured while the models that pose the greatest threat are being exposed. I am slowly being recognized as a threat, but soon the competition will realise that Ronnie Kroell plays to win and that he takes no prisoners.