Eleven, 8.30pm

Carolyn, a 24-year-old Brit, is a self-described “tanorexic Scouse Rapunzel”, a party girl whose favourite fashion accessories are hair extensions, leopard-print G-strings and fake tan. She looks like a piece of bacon in hotpants. Or a prostitute. Either way, it ain't pretty. So she's come seeking a “make-under” from the Personal Overhaul Device, a computer that “only understands natural beauty”.

The premise here is personal improvement, albeit of an exceptionally shallow kind, with the subject being prodded into a no-nonsense re-appraisal of their look. At one point POD asks members of the public whether they would snog, marry or avoid the participant. With Carolyn, who seems lovely, if slightly brain damaged, it's like watching a puppy being kicked.