The new season of Australia’s Next Top Model has started. And you know what that means — each episode is being forensically funnied by PetStarr of Bland Canyon:

OHM OY GOURD CAN YOY EVEN BELOYVE IT?

ANTM is like, totally on again! And after winning fans, admiration and even the blessing of the anointed one, ANTM3 winner Alice Burdeu (I’m not kidding - see that big old quote over on the right there? That ain’t made up you know), I’ve decided to get back on the model rollercoaster and blog ANTM4 for your reading pleasure.

So, shall we kick it? Yes we shall.

First, the model run down. There are the requisite weird names (Caris, Leiden, Demelza, Alamela), protruding hip bones, and bitchy looks. That’s all you need to know for now.

The first models rock up and are made to sit in an empty room that looks like it could be an exhibit at the Tate called Study in Minimalism II. The same could be said of Alexandra’s brain. She’s 20, and a “university student” (I think you’ll find they all are, actually, although it’s unclear if any of them actually go) who explains that “My confidence comes from just the fact that I know I look good.” Simple, really.

Go get your dose of laughs, folks.