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And other things we learned from America's Next Top Model: Guys & Girls.
Can you believe it's already the 20th cycle of America’s Next Top Model? Twenty cycles means it's been 10 years since Tyra Banks first taught the world how to smize. Over the years, ANTM went through several makeovers: there was the cycle ...
 
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This famous model and media personality shares her YouTube playlist of must-watch videos you can't miss!
She's one of Victoria's Secret original Angels, creator and host of America's Next Top Model, The Tyra Banks Show and co-creator of True Beauty. It's really no wonder why Tyra Banks has been repeatedly ranked as one of the world's most influential ...
 
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America's Next Top Model returns with model hopefuls from different universities and trade schools. Plus all-new talents, judges, and a twist!
Tyra Banks brings back her hit reality show America's Next Top Model, but this time for the first ever college edition! On its 19th cycle, the model search changes things up by bringing in new talent, like famous Stylist Johnny Wujek as photo ...
 
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Who will win it all: Allison, Angelea, or Lisa? Is someone going to get disqualified?
The models participate in the final photo shoot and a challenging runway finale that includes flying and underwater modeling. Jay Manuel joins André Leon Tally, Nigel Barker, and Tyra Banks for the final panel.The finale airs on  Monday at 8 p.m. on ...
 
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It's down to the final four!
The all-star models have to write a fashion blog for Vogue Italia Editor-in-Chief Franca Sozzani, and they also get to work with Tyra Banks on a motion editorial. André Leon Tally and Nigel Barker join Tyra and guest judge Tyson Beckford on ...
 
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Catch up on the all-star drama of Cycle 17 this Monday.
Rewind and review the challenges, photo shoots, and dramatic personalities that make up the All-Star Cycle of Top Model. Who are you rooting for? Who shouldn’t have been eliminated? Share your thoughts below!America's Next Top Model Cycle 17 airs every Monday at ...
 
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The all-star models reenact ancient Olympic sports.
The models judge each other during a challenge, and Nigel Barker photographs them reenacting ancient Olympic sports. The contestants also get some time off to enjoy Greece and its night life.André Leon Tally and Nigel Barker join Tyra Banks and J. Alexander ...
 
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The all-star models head to Greece!
In Greece, the contestants are given the opportunity to collaborate with Filipino designer Michael Cinco on what could potentially be their final runway gown. At a photo shoot, one of the models is conflicted when they’re all asked to pose in their ...
 
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The All-Stars show they've got the beat!
The models face their most difficult challenge so far: to write and sing a song about their lives, with a surprising twist. A few of them struggle with the task and reach their breaking point. Rapper Game steps in to direct them ...
 
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The contestants create their signature scent and pose as reality stars.
The all-star models are asked to create a signature fragrance and launch the scent at a public event while posing in a bathtub. At a photo shoot where they pose as reality stars, they begin to get on each other’s nerves. André ...
 
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The All-Stars play football for charity and pose with supermodel Coco Rocha.
The models are divided into two teams for a flag football challenge with professional football players. At a photo shoot, the women find out they will be posing in pairs alongside supermodel Coco Rocha. André Leon Tally and Nigel Barker join Tyra ...
 
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The Kardashian sisters guest star, too.
The girls model pieces from the Kardashian Collection for a runway challenge at the Santa Monica Pier with Kim, Kourtney, and Khloe Kardashian in attendance. The stakes are raised when the models find out they must exit a moving carousel before hitting ...
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Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

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