Drag Race RuCap: "Drag Queens for Change"
Wednesday, February 18, 2026 at 8:00AM
Cláudio Alves in Drag Queens, Drag Race, LGBTQ+, MTV, RuPaul, RuPaul's Drag Race, TV, TV Review, comedy, politics

The Meek(s) shall inherit the Earth! Myki will get her revenge!!!

NICK TAYLOR: Cláudio, your assertion that the end of last week’s episode snapped the season into place has already bore fruit in the competition. On the one hand, this week’s winner and the eliminated queen feel in some way like RuPaul tipping the scales back from a Rate-A-Queen result she didn’t agree with. On the other, the judge’s choices were very correct, and the queen’s performances in the maxi challenge were almost uniformly strong, with one glaring exception. It’s hard to believe we’re not even halfway through this pack of queens, but the margin for error grows slimmer by the day. 

CLÁUDIO ALVES: I’ve either been blessed with Apollo’s gift or just spent too much time watching Drag Race franchises over the years, sinking into the depths of pattern recognition and reality TV cynicism…

Anyway, the episode starts on a tense note, as the queens return to the Werk Room after Ciara Myst’s elimination. Nobody seems especially sad about the future Dragula contestant’s departure, with most of the attention landing on Myki and the perceived riggory that went into last episode’s Rate-a-Queen rankings. Inexplicably, Athena Dion is at the head of the anti-corruption campaign, painting herself as a tragic victim of backdoor deals in what has to be either the boldest gaslighting I’ve seen on Drag Race in a while or the most catastrophic case of drag delusion since Loosey Laduca walked these hallowed halls. I have to assume the Florida matriarch has enough self-awareness for it to be the former, in which case, the Miami contingent continues to play as if they are in The Traitors rather than RuPaul’s dollhouse.

And yet, if possible, Vita leaves this intro with the worst edit. She outright says she put Discord above Myki because she’s friends with the punk queen and assumed Miss Meeks would win in a lipsync against Ciara. Considering how much shit Vita talked about the Bride of Frankenstein routine on last week’s Untucked, I’m not sure if she’s being honest or trying to soften the blow since Myki is so visibly shook up by how the Talent Show turned out. The girl is feeling betrayed by her sisters and, as anyone who's seen Game of Thrones knows, you don’t mess with Arya Stark. Winter is coming. Maybe it’ll come for House Dion, but, first, Queen Vita has to pay her debts. Karma is a bitch, and so is Myki Meeks.

NICK: I’m amazed at the patience being displayed to Athena in the edit, let alone by the other queens. She’s hemming and hawing about backdoor dealings she participated in and benefitted from more than anyone else. Vita is upfront about her and Discord looking out for each other, and though this is the betrayal that makes Myki start crying through her stitches, I give our Alabama queen more credit for her honesty than Athena’s gaslighting about gerrymandering. But one diva has to go first, and the edit is throwing targets on Vita’s back before she can even start worrying.

Next day in the Werkroom, Myki enters wearing a t-shirt with REVENGE written on it, just to keep the other girls on their toes. RuPaul follows hot on her heels with a maxi challenge designed for some savvy comedic instincts. The midterm elections are coming up, and to celebrate this hideous occasion, the queens will be confronting some of today’s most pressing drag issues in teams of two, writing and starring in oppositional political ads directed by Michelle Visage. To pair the queens, Bruno arrives with a big, hefty sack of Brazilian nuts, sagging under its own weight, and the queens who pick matching colors will be working together. Every time Ru says “nuts” she savors it like they’re already in her mouth. Our pairings are: 

The duos are mostly harmonious. The selection process is not, for one very stupid reason. Everyone selects issues they’re passionate about, and it flows like water from one team to the next. Mia and Juicy can’t wait to get Prop DD, but Darlene calls it first, and the girls are rightly confused! The lone bedroom queen is more excited about the padding ad. Mia’s argument is uneven but impassioned, and Darlene decides stepping down is easier than prolonging this forward assault from the competition’s biggest bust. She gets an IOU from her Florida sister, Kenya ends up trapped in their hug and gets Mia’s crotch in her face. Everyone’s happy! Which teams show the most potential to you, for better or worse?

CLÁUDIO: Jane and Kenya certainly look like the best team on paper, as they both make up for what the other one lacks. Our Seattle alien spawn is a consummate comedian, but her vibes rarely spark joy. Kenya, on the other hand, is naturally funny and ebullient but struggles to put that across in a polished performance. Also, neither of them seems afraid of mocking the types of queens they have to embody, nor do they seem to actually buy into the arguments they’ll be making. It seems obvious that they’re not there to defend these ideas in any way, shape, or form, but to make a comedic sketch. However, some girls didn’t get the memo. Well, one girl in particular, but more about that later.

We need to talk about Juicy and Mia, who, during the writing session, seem to have concluded they’ll be in the bottom and are going to deliver one hell of a show when - not if - they have to lip sync. To me, this is an awful attitude to have and almost surely guarantees one does badly. Why the defeatism? As much as Jane is this season’s Eeyore, she has confidence in her skills. Hell, even Discord is confident during the Werk Room writing session, and, for once, that vibe doesn’t come with a side serving of delusion or flopsweat. In conclusion, please go into challenges with the will to win or, at the very least, do well. C’mon, girls!

This entire episode had me musing on the show’s editing and narrative formulas over the years and, even when someone reaches the finale by lip-syncing their way through various bottom placements, these competitors never win. Indeed, lip sync assassin is one of those Drag Race archetypes that is very popular with the fandom but not a strong candidate for the crown. Those Floridians are practically writing themselves out of contention in front of our eyes and they’re smiling about it. I need Athena to do like Cher and slap them around, tell them to snap out of it.

NICK: How many instances have there been of an assassin making it to the finale? Anetra is probably the closest we’ve gotten in recent years, but I’m not sure her three challenge wins fit the assassin archetype. Morphine made it dangerously close, and I still say Megami’s arguably the only diva who beat her in a lip sync. But Morphine also put her best cheeks forward in every challenge, whatever her hangups or anxieties - I’m not sure she ever radiated “it’s so over” as powerfully as her auntie and daughter are right now. Yes, Juicy and Mia are not the cleverest girls in the room, but they have strong performance instincts and they can take direction. Their idea is solid enough to develop under Michelle’s unsparing eye, but instead they’re gasping like fish under a heat lamp.

I’m with you on Jane and Kenya, who take to their prompt like a house on fire. Their recording goes smooth as hell, and we applaud them for it. Myki and Athena are similarly cohesive, though Athena appears to try and usurp Michelle from the director’s chair. We can’t also be Carson Lund, diva! Juicy tries, but she can’t match Mia’s bravado (or bust) to zhuzh up their premise.

The two biggest shockers come from the punk alliance of Vita and Discord. To my great surprise, Miss Addams is totally assured on that green screen stage. She gets in and out no problem, and she helps Nini Coco with staging her ad. Or as Nini puts it, Discord carries her over the finish line while Nini fumbles with Michelle’s instructions. Our resident cerebral queen seems humbled at having her skit totally recuperated by the bitch she rated last in the talent show. Vita, on the other hand, is stiff as a fucking board, running out of time after filming only a handful of scenes. In her confessional she talks about not being an extroverted person, meaning this kind of exaggerated comedy is not her thing, but that doesn’t explain her looking so morose while rolling in money. Darlene looks scared for her sister, and if this shit is being judged in pairs she’s scared for herself too.

CLÁUDIO: Juicy talking about being barefoot while wearing slippers was funnier than her and Mia’s entire skit. Discord describing herself as a queen known for her elegance was almost as hilarious, even as she was clearly acing the brief, taking Nini and Michelle by surprise along with the audience at home. And then there’s Vita. I honestly feel bad for her, since the editing is intent on burying the bitch. Outside the show, Vita has been candid about how much the final version of the episodes have elided a lot of material, including her bond and help toward the other queens. This week, they really went for it in showing all the bad and almost none of the good, portraying Vita as a vexing presence who seemed to have no idea what she was doing.

B-roll? Never heard of her. The concept of acting different from your actual personality for the purpose of sketch comedy? Shut up, that’s not real. And what do you mean this is a comedy challenge rather than an actual screed against bedroom queens? Get out of here. Also, is there a time limit to this shooting schedule? Oh!

Next day in the Werk Room, we get the best makeup mirror interlude of the season so far. It’s got everything, from Mia teaching the girls how to do the “Slave 4 U” choreography to a sincere discussion of contemporary politics and the struggles faced by the queer community, in general, and drag queens, in particular.

I wouldn’t trust this show to take on a political challenge that actually demanded the queens approach the matter seriously, but this sort of interaction feels more genuine. It’s also fucking important considering… well, just look around. Miss Addams is on a roll this week, and she’s continuing it on social media as one of the few Drag Race queens to vocally oppose the ongoing genocide. Vita gets one positive moment, a raw reflection on the racism she faces in Alabama. Thank you, editors, for not giving up on all audience sympathy for a queen that, at one point, seemed like she’d go all the way. 

NICK: Man, remember how hyped we were for Vita at the premiere? Poor thing. I can’t imagine how pissed I’d be if the episode I was sent home on was this unsympathetic to me, let alone signaling my demise this hard. But her candor and support is really lovely. Their whole conversation is genuine and thoughtful in a way Drag Race at large isn’t engineered to be. Even the built-in release valves can feel a lot cheaper than this, but the queens are honest about systematic injustices and personal experiences that go far beyond needing to get the vote out. Discord Addams single-handedly talking Eureka O’Hara out of doing a show in Tel Aviv is actual activism at work.

Also, shout-out to a very loving conversation about Kennedy Davenport, a drag family relative or personal hero to seemingly everyone in the room. I’ve already seen jokes about this being a psyop for her upcoming All Stars win in a few years, but I like when the queens talk about their experiences with fellow drag queens in the real world. You couldn’t manufacture a moment like this for Ginger Minj on season 17. I hope the girls appreciate their forebearers like this all the time.

Anyways, we arrive at the main stage to a series of confusions. Our special guest judge Leland and rotating judge Jamal Sims suggest some kind of contractual obligation being fulfilled rather than even the most tangential connection to the challenge or the lip sync song. Meanwhile, Ru looks the worst she has all season. Our runway category is “I Can See Right Through Ha!”, all about transparent looks.

First on the runway is Jane Don’t, wearing a transparent skirt and a PNG checkered bodysuit/facekini number. I adore this as a clever reinterpretation of the prompt, and her mod-ish stylings on the skirt and the wig ensure the garment itself isn’t an afterthought to the joke. Maybe her best runway yet? A very strong start for the category.

CLÁUDIO: It’s one of those looks that I admire on an intellectual level, and that did make me laugh as soon as she walked on the runway. However, it’s also sort of ugly. Purposefully so, but still. A great addition to Jane’s package, but far from my favorite number she’s modeled. It’s a nice Leigh Bowery reference, just the same.

Kenya walks in looking like a sci-fi cheerleader from some forgotten Disney Channel movie. It’s a cute take on the prompt, all day-glo color combos and playfulness. However, there are issues with the proportions, with the vinyl dress so small and tight that one can hardly register its transparency. And surely there were better shoes to pair with this fit. Heavens, I have become my old costume design professor from college, always complaining about shoe choices.

NICK: You say that like you haven’t been bitching about shoes for years in these pieces. I’m not super impressed with Kenya’s runway, even if the idea is cute enough and the color palette is inviting. But the sizing issues unbalance an aesthetic already teetering towards garishness when everything is going right.

Juicy Love Dion struts down the runway in the Swan Lake adaptation of Lydia’s penis runway. I love the shoes, which are her most obvious claim at filling the brief, and the ruffled, flapping symmetry between her skirt and her headpiece. We’re not quite at Q levels of ridiculousness, but I wonder how far we’ll get into the competition before Juicy wears a third wig on the runway. I can understand her preference for aerodynamic headpieces when she’s known for flipping and dancing, and the glandular cap works for this runway. But I wouldn’t mind proof she even owns a wig bigger than her pussycats.

CLÁUDIO: If the alternative is the sort of monstrosities Q wore for the back half of season 16, I’d rather Juicy stays bald, thank you. Especially when she’s serving such avant-garde fashion as this ballet pink creation, odd proportions and all. It moves so mesmerizingly I almost think she should’ve worn it for last week’s runway prompt.

Mia was criticized on stage for not exaggerating her drag enough, but I honestly wish the judges were blunter about it. For a girl who wears double Ds all the time, Mia is in desperate need of bigger pads that can balance the broadness of her shoulders combined with the breastplate’s volume. She must also rethink her wig styles. This purple unit - the same she wore on the challenge, just in a different color - would look more flattering if she didn’t insist on the slicked back front. At least, her makeup’s good. The outfit is perfectly forgettable, giant sunnies and all.

NICK: It’s very odd! She’s usually good about putting over a character in her runways, but the padding and costumes never match her breasts or her chutzpah for exaggerated personality. The glasses are a good gag.

Darlene Mitchell again delivers a runway that’s equal parts chic, sexy, and ridiculous. She’s coming for Kate Hawley’s Oscar with a tight Frankenhooker riff, with an X-ray showcasing some sexy ribs and meaty tiddies. It reminded me of everything we said on Myki Meeks’ favorite body parts runway way back when in week two. Darlene’s mug is incredible, and she models this ridiculous look with supermodel poise.

CLÁUDIO: For once, those blacky-heeled shoes she loves would have been a great addition, so it’s a pity she ditched them. Still, despite their absence, this is pretty fabulous, drawing on Frankenhooker and Frank N. Furter with the black lingerie and teal accoutrements. The mug looks fabulous, maybe the best it’s ever looked, and the little neck stitch choker with a red string mimicking blood is the cherry on top of this deliciously fucked-up Sundae. This girl’s witty!

And this girl’s basic. I know Vita has said her last three runways were all last-minute solutions as her designers let her down, but, even with that handicap in mind, this feels lacklustre. She’s wearing a mirror-trimmed bodysuit with a sewn-in collar and gloves, so why did she have to add another pair of gloves on top? The sculptural pieces that mimic water splashes, suspended in time, are very beautiful, but their placement could be improved. Hate the random one on her leg. Also, the vinyl elements suggest weightlessness, yet her wet wig contradicts that notion. Sad to see her end her Drag Race journey on her worst outfit, but here we are.

NICK: I had no idea her runways failed to deliver like that! That’s fucking horrible. Vita’s sculptural pieces are remarkable, the mug and the padding are right, but this is a letdown. Poor Vita.

Where Vita hits an uncommon low note, Athena Dion has a pretty decent runway! The silhouette is more chic than she’s been giving recently, and the coat has the shiny quality of water rendering in a video game. Her wig is getting too close to the sculptural Q nonsense, but I love the glasses. Mama’s running the Easter goat spit like nobody’s fucking business. 

CLÁUDIO: I know it can veer cheap, but I rather love the way juxtaposed layers of high-shine organza create an almost graphic effect, a palimpsest of reflections that’s almost too much to look at without your eye getting confused. So, a really nice coat. I wish I loved the rest of the outfit and saw the executive realness Athena describes. What executives dress like this, by the way? The ashy silver of the air ages her a whole lot, too.

The photos the designer behind this look posted on Instagram are tremendously impressive, but they highlight that none of it reads very well on camera. The structured suit completely disappears under those stage lights, robbing the ensemble of the contrast between severe lines and the soft sexiness of her white lingerie. Also, while I understand Myki likes to use her own hair in drag, simply plopping a wig topper to make a ponytail isn’t it. The part running up the back makes it look like she has a Xenomorph skull. Overall, great idea, poor execution.

NICK: I’m too accustomed to certain Dragula filters to fault a queen for their runway not translating to the main stage. I really love the contrast you mentioned, and the little suitcase is a great accessory for this character. Yes, the blonde topper makes her look like Millie Bobbie Brown, and that’s too terribly to simply overlook, but it’s an ambitious look I can really get behind.

More obviously successful for the camera is Discord Addams, giving us Biblically accurate Lady Gaga. The close-up on her face with all those eyes (made by her partner!) is to fucking die for, though the extra peepers aren’t large enough to pop in medium or wide shots. Her crazy wig piece is major, especially when backed by all those other wings, and though I think her design looks much better in motion than in still images, it’s fierce in the right ways. 

CLÁUDIO: The way all those wings are slightly different, the whole thing a cross between an angel and some fucked-up fairy is really great stuff. In fact, I’d say this is the best thing Discord has worn all season. Maybe my favorite look of the week, actually. Still, the walk remains an issue, and though I appreciate the feathers tying them to the mask, those shoes are a miss.

If Discord hits a season best, Nini might be looking at her low. It’s a fun look, and I love how she turned her name into a pattern. But it loses a lot when she takes the candy wrapper off to reveal another one of Monet’s extra pussycats. And I loathe the nude bra. Honestly, I think she’d have looked better just with her boy chest out.

NICK: The wrappers are a hoot, the mug is as severely on point as usual, and the lollipop earrings are delicious. I don’t disagree about the pussycat wig or the bra being underwhelming, but I do love seeing someone cuntify Grandma’s wether’s original. A great look, even if Nini is outserved by her candy wrappers.

For the second time this season, the queens are all assembled onstage to be judged. First up are Jane and Kenya, and they kick things off with an impressively high bar. Jane looks like the exact genetic match of Hormona Lisa and Suzie Toot, in an outfit that largely came from Darlene’s suitcase. Why did she pack the clown nose? Who can say, but Jane is a goddamn hoot. I’d never really pondered the medical costs of getting run over by a tiny car full of people, or having my gonorrhea untreated, but it’s a heartfelt cry for help from a queen who cares. Kenya’s diva theatrics match Jane’s energy completely, with her severe all-black ensemble and pile-on of pageant queen names. The “Jinkx Monsoon Can Still Catch These Hands” organization title is maybe the funniest single line of the whole evening.

Juicy and Mia can’t possibly compare, but it’s a bummer to see them both operating at such a relatively low volume. Mia fares better, and they both commit despite the not particularly fertile soil they’ve tilled, but there’s just not much to grab onto.

CLÁUDIO: Jane is brilliant, but that’s expected from her at this point. But you are right about Darlene. Maybe she’s the clown queen here. Kenya is also good, capitalizing on her great energy and natural charisma. She understands she’s making a mockery of her character and that it’s all a joke, so even the Jinkx call-outs are couched in an unseriousness that these skits require. She should have told Vita this. And Juicy and Mia, too, for that matter.

Because why is Mia so restrained in her styling? Shouldn’t she be padded and boobed and wigged to a deranged degree? At least, she has a pulse, which I can’t say for Juicy. Sure, Miss Starr could be dismissed as just being loud, but that’s better than whatever baby Dion has got going on. Not only is a Greta Thunberg parody a bit too much actual politics in a scenario that should run away from such specificities, but she does nothing with it besides the name. It’s all such a waste of time, the mind boggles. They were lucky that the judging inevitably considered the queens individually, because if any team deserved to be in the bottom two, it was them. 

That said, Vita was the worst of the week by a considerable margin. There were no jokes, no silliness, no lightness to a video that dripped self-seriousness in a way that’s anathema to these kinds of challenges. She legitimately sounded like she was advocating against bedroom queens. At least, the Alabama diva looked like a pageant-ready dream in sequins and rooster feathers, joyless yet gorgeous. Darlene was much better, committing to a performance in the right register of utter stupidity that Ru can’t ever get enough of. I wish the writing had a bit more to it, and I think, at some point, it started to become a spoof of camgirl sex workers rather than drag queens, but either way, Miss Mitchell served.

NICK: I agree the skit slides a little too far into parodying sex work, but I would not trade her last line for anything. Maybe I’m giving her bedroom queen history too much cover for dubious taste, but it’s a slam dunk either way. Her poodle wig looks like the trashy sister of Trixie Mattel’s AS3 finale runway, and the stupidity of the whole thing gives it a strong POV. Darlene’s a riot. Vita is just distressing, serving glamor with absolutely no personality. It’s endemic of her misbegotten approach that she’s the only queen who uses her real name. I can’t even earnestly wonder if this would have been better if she’d filmed more of her skit as planned - her whole approach is so dry.

Frankly, I’d expected a similar fumble from Athena Dion, but she exceeded my expectations. It’s a fabulous bit as written, and though she doesn’t push the envelope with her delivery, her relatively contained performance serves the skit well. She’s doing high Republican drag, turned on by the foreigners she seeks to repel. Myki Meeks is even better, nailing a young woman made politically aware through threats to her hedonistic lifestyle. “No!” and in Spanish, “¡No!” is just hysterical, and her deliveries make this broad archetype feel pretty rounded out. Thank Roxxxy Andrews, for loaning Myki that amazing party dress, which makes her look so much like Anora, I’m expecting to see her wield Mikey Madison’s Oscar on YouTube sometime soon.

CLÁUDIO: Myki Madison Maisie Williams Meeks hits it out of the park, but I was perhaps even more impressed by Athena’s performance after weeks of being disappointed by the Dion matriarch. Their skit is the best written out of all of them, with the wittiest and most playful jokes, even if calling out Stephanie Miller threatens to pull it too much into actual political commentary. Neither of them reinvents the wheel with their “secretly horny, repressed conservative” and “hedonistic party girl” types, but they work. The gag with the yoghurt might be the best of the episode, made better by how the edit lets us see Myki was about to break character. Also, yay for Portuguese spoken on the main Drag Race franchise!

Last, but not least, Discord is arguing for sister-on-sister action while Nini wants to uphold traditional drag family values, when every queen has a masculine king by their side. Now, I confess that, despite a good banter with Michelle during the shoot and a better-than-usual runway, I was still skeptical of Discord’s abilities going into the video. Turns out, I had no reason to doubt the Addams girl, for she knocks this one out of the park, even if she’s blatantly taking inspiration from the “Red for Filth” and “Club 96” ads of Drag Races past. Nini has similarly good material, but her delivery is a bit too staccato for my taste. I know she’s portraying an uptight gal, yet her delivery needed a smidge more looseness for the jokes to land properly.

Discord helps a great deal with this portion of the video, too, and the best thing Nini does in the whole thing is exchange sloppy tongue with her political adversary. Honestly, if someone was going to get a top placement for acing the brief while struggling to pull their scene partner up to their level, I wish it had been Discord rather than Darlene. But I’m getting ahead of myself. What did you think of the Kai Kai girls?

NICK: Discord also gets points for the very practical argument of dating someone to rifle through their wardrobe, which Tommy and I understand all too well. That’s queer culture. Her performance is hilarious, providing yet another major breakthrough for a queen who still hasn’t placed high in the competition. Nini’s too stiff, and it doesn’t help to be doing a very similar caricature as Athena right after her. Thankfully it’s the exact kind of middling performance a presumptive frontrunner can get away with when other girls are there to do much worse.

I can’t remember anything noticeably bonkers about the judging. They’re quite supportive of Vita’s runway, perhaps as a cushion against her terrible performance. The top three of the week are Darlene, Jane, and Myki, with Juicy, Mia, and Vita as the bottoms, which mostly works for me. Although the queens are critiqued individually, I honestly wasn’t sure until the final deliberations were announced if the winner would be one queen or one pairing. Prop C and Prop 6969 are strong enough team efforts to deserve a joint win, and I’d have loved to see Discord get a top placement for popping her pussy so unexpectedly.

We get no time spent on the judge’s final deliberations, which tells me their critiques for the girls are about the same as what they said in private. If you want drama, watch Untucked, where the queens are palpably devastated knowing Vita will be in the bottom, and one of Miami’s dancing divas will be joining her. Myki Meeks is declared the winner of this week’s challenge, yet the cosmic injustice of last week’s snafu makes me wonder: would Ru have given it to her if she won last week? I’m not complaining - I’d give it to her and Athena as a pair - but I wonder!

CLÁUDIO: I’m torn. Because the challenge is so dependent on the team dynamic, I feel it should be judged in pairs. In that case, Athena and Myki deserve the win, no doubt about it, with Jane and Kenya as runners-up. But if we go individually, I think it should probably have been between Discord and Seattle’s own Eeyore of drag. Myki’s win isn’t outrageous, fitting the narrative like a glove, but I wouldn’t have chosen her for the solo victory. And, truth be told, things should have been judged individually simply for the fact that the bottom two, who came from different pairs, were so self-evident. So much so, that I’m not sure I’d have even bothered to give Mia a low placement.

In any case, Myki wins and the producers don’t even need to force a karmic comeuppance for Vita, who must know she’s going home the moment it’s revealed she’ll be battling Juicy to the sound of Dua Lipa’s “Houdini.” While not quite the sort of murder on the dancefloor we saw when Morphine Thanos’ed Dawn out of existence, it’s close to that. Because Juicy is on fire, calling back to the Britney Spears choreo she danced in the Werk Room while also interpreting the specific musicality of the song at hand. The instrumental passage punctuated by a chain of backflips is surprisingly beautiful, and the handstand into splits makes one wince in sympathy - that must hurt. Her dress also makes for a beautiful piece of scenery, boned so strongly that it maintains its shape after being undressed, sustaining itself, statue-like, in the background.

Vita isn’t bad, merely decent and de-energized, projecting an awareness that there’s nothing she could do to come out victorious. So, it’s goodbye to a contender that looked bound for the finale when the season started. I’ll miss her, and so will her sisters, who cried their hearts out during Vita’s goodbye. Alas, it was her time to go. 

NICK: It was absolutely Vita’s time. I can’t say I’ll miss seeing her on next week’s Snatch Game, but the other queen’s shattered reactions to her departure made me wish her final edit had displayed any bit of sympathy for the fallen pageant diva. During her stint at Roscoe’s last weekend she was asked when she next saw the other girls and said something so destructive of her NDA it was muted, so maybe we’ll see her again soon for a LaLaPaRuZa or eliminated queens return episode. Please watch it if you can, the other queens onstage look fucking stunned by her response.

Anyways, next week is "Snatch Game: Love Island," where Discord Addams as The Pope is currently the runaway favorite in my heart. We’ll see which Floridian fruits come out ahead and who starts to spoil, or if anyone can keep Jane Don’t from snatching the whole game. Until next time!

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