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"  Wednesday night&amp;#039;s episode got off to a bad start. I was tr\u00E8s embarrassed about crying over the loss of fellow Stylista Arnaldo, but in my defense, the combination of no sleep, 24-hour surveillance, and the pressure of the competition even made Megan shed a tear. I have to say, I was pleased with my wardrobe choices for this episode. Clearly, I was aiming to dress for success\u2014even if the end result was failure.    Ashlie, Kate and Devin trying to complete their challenge in Chinatown. (Photo courtesy of The CW Television Network)  In an instant, the next assistant challenge was on, as ELLE&amp;#039;s photo director Brett Ramey (a.k.a my girl crush), ushered us into the wardrobe closet, and there was no more time for tears. In the episode, Megan and I were portrayed as the front runners of the assistant challenge. The truth is though that I actually did not fare as well as some of my fellow fashion comrades, namely Devin who excelled at the task given her previous experience dressing mannequins. Having never worked with a mannequin before, let alone dismembering one, I found the task to be rather laborious, and quite frankly, annoying. My lack of experience was quickly overshadowed by Kate&amp;#039;s over-styled (understatement of the month) mannequin, which Anne rightly suggested would be better off in the gutter, prompting Kate to lay her tragic attempt to rest. Following Megan&amp;#039;s victory she, as expected, placed me on the underdog team\u2014 evidence that I was indeed her fiercest competition.  While back at the loft, the nip/tucked editing failed to reveal the build up to my catfight with Megan. Due to the hasty editing, my &amp;quot;Rosemary&amp;#039;s Baby&amp;quot; comments might have seem unwarranted, if you were still on the fence about Megan, who singled Kate out in the first week labeling her a ***** (beep) ***** (beep). Megan&amp;#039;s attempt, during our &amp;quot;Devil&amp;#039;s Spawn&amp;quot; debacle, to label me as a &amp;quot;diva&amp;quot; proved to be nothing more than a back-handed compliment. If a &amp;quot;diva&amp;quot; label is all that she has up her sleeve, I&amp;#039;ll take it if it means that I am on my way to join the ranks of some of the greatest in the fashion world! After being cooped up in a loft/psychiatric-esque ward, heading to Chinatown for the next challenge was a breath of fresh air, and I was ready to feel like a slightly normal New Yorker. I remember now just how desperate I was to find a &amp;quot;hidden jewel&amp;quot; amongst the cacophonous markets of Chinatown. The Orig O Spa was heaven sent, and even Kate was satisfied. The three of us in my team all let out a sign of relief as we headed back to the ELLE office with our &amp;quot;this is in the bag&amp;quot; looks in tow.  I quickly realized that this would probably not be the last time I would be working with Kate, especially if Megan had her way again. Rather than going chest to chest with Kate (pun intended), I strategized on how to work with her, and on how to avoid getting tread marks across my back from her infamous, throwing competitors under the bus, tactics.  For elimination day, I was wearing a silk printed Marc Jacobs frock and YSL sandals. How could Anne possibly send me home in that outfit? The tension amongst the group was suffocating beforehand and as the producers called me to the rear of the office to find Jason lying on the ground, I knew that the pressure of the competition was causing him to have a panic attack. As he muttered, in between his gasps for breath, that he wanted to talk to Anne and Joe, I knew he would make it back from the hospital in time to defend himself. Upon his return to the office, the tension inflated the room, and once again the heat was on. Inevitably, as Megan would have it, Jason was sent packing, but at least not without having a chance to speak for himself. In the end, his tenacity didn&amp;#039;t equate to making a strong enough argument in front of the judges. However, all is not lost for Jason\u2014 anyone who can design a dress that Betsey Johnson wears to her own fashion show has nothing but a Swarovski-studded career path in front of them.  \u2014Ashlie The views and the opinions stated by Ashlie in The Stylista Files are independent content and not a reflection of either ELLE magazine&amp;#039;s or ELLE.com&amp;#039;s position on the show. Ashlie&amp;#039;s role as a guest blogger is purely for the benefit of an &amp;quot;insider&amp;quot; perspective and in no way reveals the outcome of the competition. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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