03x05 - Dress to Express

[bunniefuu]

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

Eh, eh, eh!

I know this is a
student film festival

in the school cafeteria, but...

I feel like I'm walking a
real Hollywood red carpet.

Yeah, except on real
Hollywood red carpets,

you don't see a lot of hairnets.

Yo, Marge! Your fish
sticks were tight today!

Oh wow, this is so exciting!

Levi, honey, I'm
so proud of you. Oh!

Are we gonna be in a magazine?

Probably the school newspaper.

"The peanut post"?
Like, the front page?

Well, since "the peanut
post" is only one page... yeah.

Oh, well then, Levi,
get out my sh*t, okay?

Well, this is it, family.

First stop, cafeteria.

Next stop, Sundance!

This thing on? Oh!

Ladies and gentlemen,

if you'll kindly
take your seats,

the carver Cannes film festival

will begin with a documentary

by Levi Grayson.

Levi, would you like to come
up and introduce your film?

Uh-oh.

I think my little
brother's dream

is about to become a nightmare.

Style. Who determines it?

Your mom, your peers, or you?

What starts as a
lighthearted documentary

becomes so much more in...

"Dress to express."

♪ Ohhh ♪

♪ Hey... Yo ♪

♪ Let me tell you somethin' ♪

♪ Had my vision all worked out ♪

♪ But then life
had other plans ♪

♪ Tell 'em, Rae ♪

♪ It's crazy when things
turn upside down ♪

♪ But ya gotta get up
and take that chance ♪

♪ Maybe I'm just finding my way
Learning how to fly ♪

♪ Yeah, we're gonna be okay
Ya know I got you, right? ♪

♪ It might be wild, but ya
know that we make it work ♪

♪ We're just kids caught
up in a crazy world ♪

♪ C'mon! ♪

♪ It's Raven's Home ♪
Yo!

♪ We get loud! ♪

♪ It's Raven's Home ♪

♪ It's our crowd! ♪

♪ Might be tough, but
together we make it look good ♪

♪ Down for each other
like family should ♪

♪ It's Raven's Home ♪

♪ When it's tough ♪

♪ It's Raven's Home ♪

♪ We got love ♪

♪ 'Cause no matter the weather,
ya know we gon' shine ♪

♪ There for each other,
ya know it's our time ♪

Yep! That's us.

I thought of starting
my documentary

by following my
big brother Booker,

since he has tons of style.

Turns out,

someone was about
to cramp his style.

Mom, I told you I'm
never going to wear that!

- Never?
- never, never... ever, ever!

Never, never...

Am I going to wear that, ever!

Booker, you used to
love my ravenous designs.

Because your mother
is a fashion designer

of children's haute couture!

Exactly, mom! They're for kids.

I've outgrown that stuff.

Well, this "stuff"
pays the bills.

Sometimes.

Look, mom, dad sent me
and Nia some shopping money,

so I just wanna pick
out my own clothes.

Just try it on, Booker.
You would look so cute!

Look at that.

Th-that's the thing, mom.

I don't wanna look cute.

I'm not a baby anymore.

But, uh, tomorrow, can you make
us those smiley face pancakes?

- Do you want sprinkles?
- Oh, I love the sprinkles.

I made homemade
whipped cream for you.

Oh, yes!

You know I did! Just try it on.

- No, mom.
- Booker, just try it on!

Listen, I respect Booker. I do.

But, fashion?

It's my business. I
know what's best.

So, I got this, America.

Hey, ladies.

Wow. The double plop down.

Which boy left what boy band?

I got rejected from

the conservation
and clean-up crew.

Oh, what do they do?

- They sort garbage.
- Ew.

- Prepare compost. Fertilize plants...
- ew.

That's nasty.

I wanna clean. I wanna
clean up so bad, mom.

Well, your room is screaming,
"I need to be cleaned.

I need to be cleaned so bad!"

Just wait for your
turn on that club.

They just accepted
Clarissa Kaywood today,

and she applied
the same time as me.

Ah.

The ugly side of being fly.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Well, maybe they're judging you

for how you look
and what you wear.

I mean, Clarissa did live on a
farm before she moved here,

and she still kinda
dresses that way.

In flannel shirts,
jeans, work boots.

Yeah. I love the way she
always smells like fresh milk.

I know, it makes me
always want cookies!

Yeah, right?

But, she dresses like everyone else
in that club when you think about it.

You're right.

I'll dress the part, and I'll
show them how good I am.

Yeah, this is great. I'm just
gonna have to dress down.

I can help you with that

if you help me with
my cotillion class.

Tess, why are you
taking a cotillion class?

Because it's an "elective,"

and my mom
elected that I take it.

"To learn you some manners
and how to act real classy."

- What do you have to do?
- Well, they teach us table etiquette,

manners, ballroom dancing,
and how to give a toast.

Oh, that doesn't sound so bad.

Well, I've got a test
coming up at the high tea,

and I've gotta do it in
a dress and high heels.

But, if I pass, my
mom's gonna let me go

to the I-train basketball
camp. Choo-choo!

Look, everyone! Oh!
My diploma's here.

Oh, it's official! I
am now a certified...

"Get a life" life coach!

What else is here...

I even get my own whistle!

Looking good out there!

Nice work! Yeah, yeah!

Excellent hustle!

Hey, I guess I picked the
right week to start life coaching.

Put me in, coach! Oh.

Wait, I'm the coach. Yeah!

While Nia and Tess
were changing their styles,

Booker was finding his online.

Oh, biker knee jeans?

Click!

Oh? Those wind pants are lit!

I know you're camouflaged,
but I see you. Hey!

Booker,

I was looking for
fabric swatches,

and...

I found this inside
of the old trunk.

Mom, you show me that every time

you're looking for swatches.

Booker,

your little human
head used to fit

inside of this little hat!

What are you doing?

Throne threads? Really?

The streetwear site with
all the... the swaggy swag?

If you wanted to
dress like a prince,

you shoulda come
to the queen, honey.

They've got some
really dope stuff on there.

Mm-hmm.

Remove.

Remove.

Mom, Nia and I are . We
can pick out our own clothes.

No, no, no. Nia is
not the problem here.

She gets her taste from me.

You get your taste from
your daddy. Suspect.

Remove. Re... ew.

Remov... ooh!

Now, that is cute.
That's a pea coat. Click!

A pea coat?

Wow, mom, why stop there?

Maybe you can
find a sailor suit.

No, no, no.

You would look so
cute in a sailor suit!

S-a-i-I... mom, stop, stop!

I'm old enough to dress myself.

Sweetheart, listen,
I'm your mom, all right?

And I know what's
best for you. I made you.

And because I'm a...

Fashion designer of
children's haute couture!

I know, I know, mom.

But you, mommy,
are k*lling my game!

I know my mom loves me, but...

Sometimes, I feel like
she doesn't really see me.

All she sees is this.

Hey, Sienna. I know
we have a science test,

but I don't think
that's what they mean

by knowing all the answers

off the top of your head.

- Funny, Nia.
- Why, thank you.

But I'm practicing my
posture for the carver cotillion.

Oh.

Wow, you look so...

Farm fabulous.

This is why I love my job.

These kids always surprise you.

When Nia changed her
entire look, I was like,

"whoa!" or as the kids here say,

"wowza."

I've never heard a kid say that.

Oh, they definitely say that.

I wouldn't make up
some slang and pass it off

as something cool the
kids here are saying.

That would be very sad.

One, t...

One, t... bruh, I'm leading!

Compost. Compost.

Not compost.

Honestly, Clarissa,

it's like you weren't
even born in a barn.

Hey, Delaney.

How can I help the
founder, and president,

of the conservation crew today?

You can't. Now, go away.

I'm saving the earth right now.

But, I can help.
I'm dressed for it.

No, you're in costume.

I mean, you're not serious
about saving the earth.

You're a poser.

A poser? But, how
could you say that?

It's written all over
your brand new clothes.

Booker and auntie Rae are caught

in a clash of two titans.

A battle of wills!

Who will come out on top?

Hey!

No need to take your
bare head to throne threads,

all right? Isn't that cute?
Ooh! And I got more.

Look!

Where'd you get that coat from?

Did Charles Barkley
leave it in your SCÜT?

No, I got it from a store.

Oh, where? In the
Shaquille O'Neal section?

- 'Cause he...
- Booker.

You will grow into it.

All right? I paid a
lot of money for this.

Well, I wanted to pay
a lot of money for it.

Oh, you still can. . .

It looks like your daddy's
money disappeared, huh?

Put it on.

Now, that...

Is a throne of threads.
I love that! All right!

You look so cute! Let
me go get a picture!

Doesn't he look adorable?
I'm gonna get my camera!

Yeah, adorable!

You look adorable!

You look miserable.

I just wanna pick
out my own clothes.

Yeah. Your mom's
not hearing you, huh?

Hey, maybe I can help, huh?

As a recently
certified life coach,

I have a unique perspective.

I can help. I've even
started my own business.

C-o-u-c-h.

Couch. That's, um,

"Chelsea offering
up Chelsea's help."

- How am I doing, honey?
- Catchy, mom.

Oh, thank you, baby!

My mission, if I
choose to accept it...

Which I do, ha,

is to help everyone
with their struggle

to express themselves.

And I've already
found my first clients.

Okay. We just need
to take a deep breath,

and hear each
other out, all right?

In through the nose.

Good. Out through
the mouth... Okay!

Since you're both having
trouble hearing each other,

I want you to make vision
boards. Okay, Booker!

You make a board
showing how you think

your mom sees you, right?

- And Rae...
- mm-hmm...

You make a board showing
how you actually see Booker.

Right? And when you're
both done, you know,

maybe you'll come to
some sort of understanding.

This sounds like a lot of life
coach mumbo-jumbo to me.

Oh, Rae! Oh...

That means so much to me.

Thank you.

Hey, Nia, I...

What the freaky Friday
is going on in here?

Uh, Nia let me borrow her dress

for the cotillion, Ms. B, and...

These high heels that I
will never be able to walk in.

Nia, why are you dressed
like a ' s indie rock band

from Portland?

Mom, I'm trying to be part
of the conservation crew,

but the president
thinks I'm a poser.

Well, you kinda are posing,

Nia, 'cause this isn't you.

You don't have to change

the way you dress
to impress someone,

and neither do you, Tess.

You've always been
your own individual,

but you shoulda
come to me for a dress.

Why, Ms. B?

Because I'm a fashion designer
of children's haute couture!

No, mom, we're not
trying to impress anyone.

Nia, you are a born leader.
You wouldn't even let Booker

b*at you into this world.
You were leading then,

and you've been
leading ever since.

Mom, I just wanna fit in

so I can be a part of this club.

You should really
listen to yourself

'cause that's follower
talk. You, too...

What!

- Get your friend!
- Okay, okay!

Hey, you guys got about
$ in quarters down here.

What?!

All right, on the
count of three,

reveal those vision
boards! One...

Two... Rae!

Out of bounds!

Whoa, whoa! Chels, are
you a-a-a coach or a referee?

I'm asking the
questions, all right!?

Go to the penalty box!

What?

Just... just sit on the couch.

All right, Booker, it's your
turn to reveal your board.

All right. This is how
my mom sees me.

Oh. Oh, it's a blank canvas,

full of potential and
unrealized possibilities.

Wow, Booker, that is beautiful.

No, no, no. I mean, she
doesn't see or listen to me.

Oh, okay. Rae,

did you hear what
Booker just said?

Oh, sorry. I was, uh...

I was thinking I shoulda
put Idris Elba on this board.

Now, that's a man.

You know what? Forget it.

Oh, Booker...

- Really, what did I say?
- Rae, did you even understand

what Booker was
trying to tell you?

He's growing up and he
doesn't think you see it.

Do you see it?

He's always been
my little baby boy.

Yeah.

You remember when the
twins were born, Chels.

How easily Nia just stepped out?

Yeah. Yeah, she
was right on schedule.

You know, she even tried to

snap her own umbilical cord.

- Ooh, that girl was strong!
- Yeah!

Yeah.

And full of determination.
But, Booker?

Booker's complications
kept him in the Incubator for...

- Two weeks.
- I remember.

And even though he's
getting older, and...

Smells worse every single day.

Yeah...

I can't help thinking
about the boy

who was in the Incubator
that I had to take care of.

I know he thinks he's old enough

to make his own decisions,

but I'm just not
ready for that yet.

I know.

But, kids don't wait
until we're ready.

You know? They
just... They grow up.

I guess I can
let go a little bit.

- Yeah, a little. Little.
- Just a little.

Wow, Chels, you're really
good at this life coach thing.

Yeah? Oh, thank you!

Now, um,

how much would you
pay me for that session?

I'm just trying to get a
good idea of my rates.

What?

After Nia got done
icing Tess's face

from her high-heeled
fall from grace,

she thought long and hard
about what her mom said.

And she did what
she always does.

She took action.

Join you-nity,

the new group
for carver students

who wanna preserve and
beautify their environments.

What's going on here?

Well, you won't let me
join the conservation crew,

so I'm starting my own club.

Where everyone is welcome.

Actually, I am almost at
the signatures I need.

Do you believe you
can change the world,

just the way you are?

Everyone knows you're a poser.

No, Delaney.

I'm a bold, fashionable woman

who's gonna go to college
for environmental science,

and then I'm gonna go
to a master's program

for fashion marketing, and
then I'm gonna get my PhD

in environmental fashion,
and guess what, Delaney?

You're gonna be in
school for, like, years?

Yes.

And then I'm gonna
change the world.

And I am gonna
look amazing doing it.

You, too, Clarissa?

Actually, Clarissa was

the last of your crew to sign.

Everyone else is
already on the list.

Why is this happening?

Because, Delaney,

you know how to
treat the environment,

but you judge people
based on how they look.

You can't change
the world like that.

But, you can if
you join my club.

I love watching the
development of a leader.

The metamorphosis
from caterpillar to butterfly.

From peanut to peanut butter.

Nia is so inspiring.

Go peanuts!

All right, everyone.

I'll be coming around
to give you marks

on everything we've
learned for cotillion,

before we finish up our toasts.

Posture check.
Shoulders back, chin up.

Very good, Sienna.

I know, right?

That's a deduction for
a rhetorical question.

Don't phrase it as a question

unless you're
waiting for an answer.

Are you serious?!

I'm gonna walk away before
you fail our class. Okay.

Etiquette check.

Are you eating shrimp cocktail?

You need a salad fork.

Excellent, Tess.

You know that little fork
can double as a screwdriver?

And a backscratcher.

I live alone.

Ugh. I hope this isn't
the backscratcher.

Okay, time for
our last two toasts,

uh, Sienna and Tess.

Sienna, will you start us off?

I'm Sienna,

and thanks to cotillion
class, I've learned that

not only am I beautiful
on the outside,

I'm beautiful on the inside.

Thank you!

You're welcome.

That's not a toast.

Cheers?

Thank you, Sienna.

Next up, Tess O'Malley.

Sneakers!?

You just mad.

All right, well, I'm Tess.

I didn't think I was
gonna learn anything

in this cotillion
class, but I did.

I learned how
important good posture is

and when to use the
small little forks at dinner.

But, I also learned that

I don't have to be
somebody I'm not.

So, I will continue taking
this cotillion class my way,

in high tops instead
of high heels.

Who needs the box step when
you can do the box out step?

One, two, three,
one, two, three,

one, two, three...
pointer! Cheers!

Wowza! Now, that's a toast.

Ugh.

I wasn't told to bring props.

Booker.

Listen,

I didn't mean to dismiss
your style. It's just...

It's a little hard for
me to see you grow up.

A little?

Okay, a lot.

You're not a little kid anymore.

You are a young man who can

choose his own clothes.

Really, mom? Do you mean that?

I am going to try really hard

to mean that, yes.

Oh.

Okay, okay, look!

- Mom!
- Huh?

The camo wind pants?

- These are dope!
- You picked them. I just...

All I did was purchase
them. Here, try 'em on.

Well, uh, I am a...
A young man now,

so, uh, need to...

- Oh! Got it! Yes!
- Yeah.

- Yes, my...
- Okay.

My little young man. He's...

Dress all by himself.

This was only a
short documentary,

but it turned into a wild ride.

I learned so much from
Booker and Nia and Tess,

but they also learned
a lot about themselves.

In their own words...

I guess some people do
make assumptions about you

based on how you dress,

but it's up to you to
decide who you really are.

I'm just Tess.
Label-free, high heel-free,

and free to be me, and...

With good posture.

Clothes don't make the man,

but the clothes I picked
out make this man

look real good.

I see you, camouflage.

Gonna put you on.

So, what did I learn from this?

I learned that everyone's
style is different.

You don't have to
dress to impress anyone.

And pick your own
style to express yourself.

And I am rockin' this cap!

I am Levi Grayson.

That's my son!

Levi, would you come
up and take a bow?

No! No! No!

Uh, excuse me.

Hey, look, I had a vision. Trust
me, I'm saving you, brother.

Hey, no one needs
to hear Levi talk, right?

You guys wanna
hear from me, right?

Levi! Levi! Levi!

Levi! Levi! Levi!

Oh, you all... you all
wanna hear Levi. Ha, ha!

Sorry, buddy.
That was my vision.

You like me!

Come on up!

Oh, my son, the
little filmmaker.

Yes. Levi, I am
going to need a copy

of that for my
college applications.

Yo, I am so inspired
by us right now.

You know, Rae, we
looked pretty good, too.

Obviously. Uh, listen here.

Levi, next time you
make a documentary,

I'm gonna need you to make it
about me. Why? Because I'm a...

Fashion designer of
children's haute couture!

Yeah, yeah...

At least you know.
At least you know.