Yes, it's official: Spencer Pratt has a vagina now.

This week's episode was so role-reversing, with Spencer and Brody engaging in all sorts of you-don't-love-me-like-you-used-to cattiness (aren't boys supposed to fist-fight through these things, not discuss them using Frankie Delgado as a messenger?) and Lauren and Whitney rocking the work world.

My friend Hailey loooooves Whitney Port. I never understood that. Of all the characters on this show, how on earth is Whitney your favorite? I think I understand now. She was fabulous tonight, kicking ass and taking names at an important NYC meeting (although she was dressed for prom, not a business meeting), while Lauren was whisked downtown to alphabetize model photographs for Marc Jacobs. She was elated to get to meet him. This is all getting pretty comical; Lauren Conrad is actually a bigger name than Marc Jacobs at this point. That they have her alphabetizing papers and tying models' shoes is just ridiculous. I mean, she's doing intern tasks for a magazine that has had her on their cover. How on earth is she afraid of Amy Astley and Lisa Love? If they try to reprimand her, all she has to do is be like, "Listen, little Miss I'm-a-Regional-Editor-for-a-Magazine-Whose-Demographic- Thinks-the-Backstreet-Boys-Are-Classic-Rock, my television show increased your circulation three-fold. You wanna tell me I didn't tie this f***ing bow right again? Go ahead. Tell me again, bitch. Tell me again." That's what I'd do.

I also got a kick out of how Lauren and Whitney walk into the restaurant at the Disney Concert Hall and, as they sit down at the bar, Whitney tells Lauren that she still hasn't heard about the results of her meeting with Amy Astley, which is totally the most important thing in her life right now. Don't you think this is a topic they might have covered on, you know, the car ride over? Oh, wait, except this show is totally fake.

Lauren is happy to get back to LA, where Brody shows up at her door and promptly asks to cuddle. Lauren complies and he comes with the forehead kisses. Oh, I love forehead kisses! They're totally the best kind of kisses ever! I like Brody more and more, even though he's being such a chick lately. Oh, well. It's better than being a dick, I suppose.

It also seems like the producers are beginning to phase out the Heidi/Spencer storyline, which thrills me to no end. More Whitney! Less Heidi!! And lots of Lo, please!!

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