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Have thine appetites yet beenspoilt, children?

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Or is it the slay?

In any case, we thoroughly enjoyed this premiere.

Prove us wrong, Cracker!

Okay fine, its pretty funny.

Next is Blair St. Clair dressed in an adorable vintage jet-set outfit.

Dare we say the vibe reminds us of the first episode of season five?

Lets give it seven weeks, even.

Any longer than that, we riot.

Shes auditioned every single year, and finally making it on season ten feels like an overdue vindication.

Theres a deliciously off-kilter quality about her that will probably end up being good TV as well.

For now, watch this space.

One at a time the girls walk into a room full ofDrag Racealums lining a raised catwalk.

You have toshine, mama.

This is the moment to show how serious you are about this opportunity.

Mrs. Kasha Davis who is in the building, yall!

shares our concerns, but well chalk it up to some wise energy conservation.

Eureka looks fierce and powerful, and thats good for now.

Work that knee replacement!

Also competitive is Miz Cracker, serving equal parts comedy and crouching and wild gesticulation.

Was Pep this fun on season nine?!

Her name is now blackened in the village.

Monique Heart confidently struts on down the runway looking gorgeous.

The whole mini-challenge succeeds at evoking all sorts of nostalgia while also delightfully introducing us to these new queens.

Emmys across the board!

The Vixen flops around and we guess its great!

alt approach to her performance thats mostly concerning.

It makes us laugh, maybe too much, as does Yara SofiasBattlefield Earthregalia.

Can we get a show thats just this mini-challenge?

We would watch ten seasons, at least.

Just kidding, bish.

Monet wins the mini-challenge, and its well deserved!

The queens scramble to assemble props that they can turn into realized concepts and stunning garments.

Cracker, unsatisfied with her foraging, barters with Monique for more materials.

Do we see some cracks in our polished coterie of NYC queens?!

The next day, buttholes are clenched and the designs are almost finished.

They wanted a million-dollar dress, so Im giving them a million-dollar dress!

she says, almost oblivious to the superior designs around her.

Bless up, queen!

Also, shes just plain fierce.

Were here for Eureka!

Its also a sympathetic moment for Kalorie and Mayhem, who attentively listen to Eureka.

Thats something to note about this season: not a lot of filler queens!

Weve got a group of real gems here, and we are blessed.

When youre ten years into a relationship, sometimes you just dont bother with your tucks anymore.

Thanks for the effort, babe!

Aquarias Little Bo Beep number isnt revolutionary, but its a solid start.

Asias extremely busy and colorful ensemble is a bit noisy but not badly constructed.

The dollar-bill gown looks shoddy and unfinished.

Less sympathy for Eureka and more innovation, honey!

Blair St. Clair isbeatand rocks her futuristic Vivienne Westwoodinspired garment.

Its exactly the kind of thing Michelle exists to nitpick, and we love her for it.

We might be a little hard on her, but this runway look is pretty by the numbers.

Were all in for this ho.

Royal flush,ooh-ah-ah!

That hot streak comes to an end with Vanessa Vanjie Mateo, and it makes us sad.

Her pink flowers-and-Barbies dress ruins her silhouette, and its obviously the weakest look besides Kalories.

Shes trying to sell it with her voice-over, but no amount of charm can save this.

Yuhuas caution tape is something weve seen before, but its good enough to be safe.

We also get another Yuhua ho!

from RuPaul, and thats reason enough to keep her around for several more weeks.

We love a catchphrase!

We are catchphrase queens.

Were easy that way.

Next, Miz Cracker comes out in an elegant mid-century peplum look, complete with a gorgeous pillbox hat.

Soon enough, everyones spirits are lifted with an adorably silly fake-out in which Christina Aguilera (!)

as Farrah Moan enters and gags the girls with her famously throaty vocal runs.

Everyone agrees that her charm is infectious, but that the dress is a bit fussy in its composition.

Ultimately Vanessa goes home, and we mourn the cocksure cluelessness we hardly got to know.

Were simply stuffed, but all we want is more, more, more.

Heres to a surfeit ofDrag Raceto satisfy our eternal hunger.

Dont sleep on the Vixen!