Darlings… I was ready to ghost this new era of Vanderpump Rules. The original cast was lightning in a bottle — toxic, iconic, spiritually unwell. You can’t summon that twice. 

Then I watched the first five minutes of the Season 12 premiere…
And suddenly I was grabbing my mic like it was the last Pumptini on Earth.

In this episode, I live-react — in real time — to Season 12’s fresh batch of overly confident, chaotically delusional LA goons. I immediately identify the vortex of female dark chaos (spoiler: Natalie, with Kim hovering like an energetic attachment), followed by the usual roster of pretty-but-basic "straight" men. I question how SUR is still open in 2025 after showcasing horrible waitstaff on tv for a decade, with a quick stroll through its tabloid history. 

I break down the Two Types of VPR Viewers, unpack the hetero hellscape these people are stuck in and revel in the 5 a.m. rage calling followed by 10 am drinking, security footage fights, tone deaf music studio moments, and broken fourth wall — all the things that make VPR the greatest show ever while laughing non-stop at this mess. 

If you want play-by-play chaos, psychic-level predictions, and the kind of sharp snark only a Vanderpump Rules Scholar and drag queen can deliver… grab your Pumptinis.

Come sip, scream, and bitch with me. Zenobia is clocked in!!

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

Today’s espresso shot is powered by one thing — Kathy Griffin. My number one celebrity, my number one person, and the reason I literally dusted off the podcast mic the second her new stand-up special My Life on the PTSD List dropped on YouTube. My apartment might be a mess (same with my life), but Kathy just supercharged me back to life.

In this episode, I gush about my lifelong love for Kathy and why she means so damn much to me. I dive into her new material — the chaos, the comedy, and the catharsis — from Sia and Jane Fonda to Kim & Kanye, Paris Hilton, a gay cruise massage story, and that wild, unfiltered Britney and Justin story straight from the Kathy Griffin vault. I even dish on Jeffree Star and the way Kathy hilariously brushes past James Charles in the most gloriously gay way possible.

We get into what made comedy in the 2000s so good and bad, how it’s changed, and why Kathy and I both thrive in that sweet spot of storytelling comedy that doesn’t always fit neatly into club culture — but hits straight to the heart. And, of course, I nerd out hard, because my “’tism” is literally knowing every Kathy Griffin special, CD, cameo, and credit — from Suddenly Susan to The X-Files.

I also go on a tangent about Oprah and Whitney Houston, because honestly, you can’t talk Kathy Griffin without mentioning those two legends.

And yes, Kathy even manages to make her trauma and suicide attempt funny — because that’s what great comedy does: it makes the unbearable bearable, helping us laugh our way toward healing.

So grab your coffee (or something stronger), and let’s celebrate the queen herself — Kathy Griffin — and the art of surviving through comedy and chaos.

☕️ PS: I also give an update on my upcoming paranormal doc, Ethereal Anarchy!

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

It’s been seven weeks since I last took this mic for a spin, and baby, I’m back—sun-kissed, slightly haunted, and armed with the most unhinged birthday gift ever conjured from the digital abyss.

My paranormal friend Noah gifted me an AI-generated slutpop masterpiece called Gagging on Glitter, allegedly by an underground LA trio now in Aberdeen, MD known as Exploding Cupcake Uprising—but we both know it was programmed by horny robots and glitter demons. 💿⚡🧁

This episode is:

• A full summer check-in (the glam, the ghosts, the anxiety spiral)
• A track-by-track breakdown of this candy-coated synth orgy
• A reverent and accidental double review of the standout anthem “Sucking on Daddy” (because yes, I queen out so hard I forget I already covered it and go back for seconds—Daddy deserves it)

Track titles include:

• “Witchy Slut Party” and its remix
• “Cecil County Rendezvous"
• “Who Wants to Get Fucked by a Bunch of Centaurs in an Abandoned K-Mart”
  …and of course, the genre-defining banger: “Sucking on Daddy”

🎧 Listen to the whole AI slutpop prophecy here:
👉 Gagging on Glitter – Exploding Cupcake Uprising

So pour your iced coffee, turn you rave light projector, and lets gag on some glitter!!!! 🖤✨

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

I may be on a spring hiatus, but when a cheating scandal rocks paranormal pop culture—featuring one of my all-time favorite celebs to stan and my all-time favorite ghost bro to drag—you know I had to grab the mic and get messy.

First, a quick life update: I’ve been deep in the haunted attic art studio and riding the same weird emotional static that feels like everyone is going through it (just me?). Oh—and I finally got my ears pierced for the first time ever, so yes: welcome to the Pierced and Pissed-Off Drag Rockstar Era™, but the ears have never looked punker and more gorgeous. 

Then it’s straight into the ghostly gossip:

Holly Madison, one of my eternal Drag Aunties (alongside the iconic Bridget Marquardt), is DONE with Zak Bagans—and she’s spilling tea hotter than a Vegas parking lot in July. She’s calling out him and the 10+ confirmed cheating incidents she received from their six-year relationship. It's epic and confirms exactly what I have been saying for years about Zak, and proves why Holly is truly a queen!!

 I go OFF on:

• The cheating allegations and Zak's dark-sided clownery
• Zak being a D-list celebrity and his thirsty love of dating apps. 
• How Holly helped shape Zenobia Darling into the spooky drag icon your listening to and adoring
• Why Holly and Bridget's podcast (and Patreon) are straight-up essential listening
• What this scandal means for Ghost Adventures (because be real… who’s still watching?)
• And why Zak has zero respect in serious paranormal communities—especially on the East Coast 👀

Let’s face it: Zak Bagans has been chasing demons for decades, but couldn’t outrun his own ego.

⚠️ DISCLAIMER: I’m a drag queen and stand-up comic, so take everything with a grain of ghost salt. It’s all alleged, and it’s all through the lens of humor, glitter, and pure rage-stanning for Holly Madison.

🎨 Cover Art: “May in Perryman Graveyard”

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

Alright, darling rockstars—consider this your espresso-infused PSA: #RockStarLife: Coffee Break is going on a brief spring hiatus! 🌸✨ I’m taking a little time to recharge the glam, cleanse the chaos, and conjure even more pop culture deep dives, paranormal madness, and unfiltered commentary you know and love.

But don’t worry, darling—I’ll be back in June with brand new episodes, hotter takes, and probably a few more rants about Bravo, the pop culture idiots I love to throw shade at, and ghosts in glitter.

Until then, catch up on past episodes, stalk my socials, and stay fabulous. Zenobia’s not gone—just reloading.

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Season Two of #RockStarLife: Coffee Break blasts off with new episodes every Thursday—plus surprise Espresso Shots whenever the cosmos (or my caffeine levels) demand it. 🚀☕✨

Plus! The revolution needs YOU! Ethereal Anarchy: Zenobia Darling's Haunted Revolution Part 1 premiered on November 1st, capturing one of the most profound paranormal experiences I’ve ever had—documented in full, raw, reality-fabulousness. But we have more content, and filmed during the preimere, and now on a mission to make a part two, creating a first of its kind, full length paranormal documentry. Your support on our GoFundMe fuels everything from ghost-hunting gear to our fierce crew, keeping the spooky, queer vibes alive for the next chapter. Every dollar helps us push boundaries, bring the supernatural to life, and, yes—raise the dead!

Immense love to my fabulous sponsors: Odyssey Salon and Day Spa in Aberdeen, MD!!!

Grab your espresso and buckle in, babe, because this is not your average Kardashian convo.

In this fully unfiltered spiral, I, Zenobia Darling, kick things off with a hot take on the Blue Origin PR space flight featuring Katy Perry, Gayle King, a front-row Kris & Khloe moment, and a crying Oprah. Inspiration? Or rich-girl cosplay in zero gravity? You already know what I think.

Then, in a cosmic pivot, I drop a haunted update from Ethereal Anarchy: Zenobia Darling’s Haunted Revolution before launching into a deep, delusional, and delicious dive into the Kardashian Dynasty—from Keeping Up on E! to their fourth-wall-breaking Hulu-era rebrand.

I unpack my personal journey with the show, its connections to The Real Housewives, and how the Kardashians became a surgically enhanced, heavily filtered love letter to branding, capitalism, and aspirational living.

✨ Khloe’s my ride-or-die fave (yes, I said it)
💼 Kim is that girl—a marketing mogul, a media magician, and the Elizabeth Taylor of our generation (fight me)
💇‍♀️ Kim's dark-to-blonde-to-dark-again hair crimes? As a hairstylist, it’s emotional abuse with extensions
🎤 Kanye? We go in—it’s a read, a reckoning, and a reality check
👑 Caitlyn’s public transition vs. her public behavior—being trans doesn’t automatically make you kind or evolved
💋 Kourtney’s wellness witchery, Rob’s vanishing act, Scott’s redemption arc (I kinda like him), Kendall’s flatline modeling era, Kylie’s influencer empress reign, and yes, the Blac Chyna of it all
🌟 And baby, North West is coming. That child is a generational talent, a chaotic icon in the making, and we all need to buckle the hell up because I’m living for her world domination tour

It’s unhinged, unholy, unapologetically deep—and I love every second of it. The Kardashians aren’t just a family… they’re an American mythos in full glam.

Let’s sip the truth. ☕💋

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

Alright, Bravo babes—this Espresso Shot is fever-drenched, unhinged, and fashionably late because I was mid-edit when Part Two of the RHOBH Reunion hit me like Rinna throwing a wine glass at Kim Richards. I tossed the script, ran to the mic, and started ranting—because the drama demanded it.

🍸 First up: The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills Reunion Pt. 2
I break down: 

👗 Why Dorit and Jennifer Tilley are the only ones giving rich eccentric fantasy
💎 When Garcelle turned in her diamond and checked out
🎭 Why Erika Jayne is a villain with no storyline, no flair, and absolutely no new tricks
🪩 And Kyle Richards—who’s been here since Season 1 and still hasn’t figured out how to be interesting. Kyle, it’s time to hang up the kaftans, babe. I said what I said.
Also: Peacock, we’re all paying—so uncensor the Bravo content already. Don’t be shy.

🍑 Then we jump over to Atlanta for the KENYA MOORE DRAMA (yes, that’s all caps). Because what’s happening with Kenya isn’t just one peach-holder’s storyline—it’s a Bravo-level breakdown of pop culture, power, and the weird astrological waters we’re all drowning in. Bravo’s floating face-down and I’m here with a reality TV life raft.

🤒 And THEN… in Part Two, recorded mid-fever/allergy spiral (I was literally dripping in VapoRub), I deep-dive into Gypsy Rose: Life After Lock Up—Lifetime’s new reality chaos machine.

We spiral through: 

👰 Gypsy’s messy post-prison rebrand and chaotic Southern Louisiana supporting cast
👀 Her Daddy AF dad (yes, THAT man)
💍 The maybe-cheating-maybe-just-overedited love triangle between Gypsy, her husband Ryan, and ex-fiancé Ken
🚬 Her stealth smoking, self-filmed fights, and clear thirst for influencer fame
🎬 The dark AF undercurrent that I love in good reality tv that Gypsy is delivering. 

The show is a trainwreck and I devoured every second like sleep during a Mucinex fever dream. Lifetime gave it a budget and an edit and a platform. 

So grab your cough syrup join me in bitching through Beverly Hills, Atlanta, and Louisiana. No regrets. Just rage, Zenobia Darling, and reality TV revelations.

COVER ART 

"Spring in Perryman Graveyard"

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

Alright, ghost darlings—this espresso shot is nuclear because Ghost Adventures just dropped a new season (???) and the real-life drama is scarier than a basement full of demons. What season is it? 25? 29? Zak won’t say, IMDb doesn’t know, and at this point, neither does the Travel Channel. But a brand new trailer just dropped, and I’m live-reacting in real-time—because you know this show never fails to deliver some ghost-hunting reality TV theater that desperately needed my intellect.

🚨 Meanwhile, in true crime hell—Aaron Goodwin’s wife allegedly tried to have him murdered. And not just any murder-for-hire plot. She went full Florida Woman and hired an actual inmate straight out of a true crime documentary (Ctrl + Alt + Desire) to take Aaron out—while he was filming this new season. Will Zak put this mess into the show? With all the #AaronGoodwin tags on the trailer, I’m saying yes—because Zak Bagans is nothing if not a man who understands the good marketing and reality tv drama.

And because I can’t just sip my espresso in peace, I also go off on:
👻 The Real Housewives quality of Ghost Adventures (because it’s Bravo with SB7 Spirit Boxes and off-camera meltdowns).
🤡 The D-list hellscape that is paranormal reality TV.
🎃 My Halloween Zak Bagans cosplay—catch it on my TikTok, but only if you’re ready for commitment.
💀 My trip to Zak’s Haunted Museum in Vegas—which was cursed, ridiculous, and somehow still worth it.
👀 Why, after years of roasting this show, I still keep watching.

I also give my takes on The Dead Files... because that show has Odd Duck energy. 

So grab your demon trolling gear and a haunted energy drink—as I comedically take down one of my favorite reality tv shows... again. ☕👻🔥

COVER ART

"My Gay Ghost Adventures are Better"

Acrylic and Glitter Mixed Media on Gallery Wrapped Canvas
36 inches x 36 inches x 1.5 inches

$2,750.00 USD

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

For this chaotic hott mess coffee break recorded on a lazy Sunday Funday, I welcome back one of my closest friends, the magical and marvelous Davey Calico, for a gloriously unhinged deep dive into my all-time favorite movie—John Waters’ Female Trouble. If you don’t love this film, I simply do not trust you. We’re talking camp, filth, and the unfiltered genius of our local Baltimore Trash Elder.

Davey first graced the pod in December 2023 when we took a paranormal road trip to Gettysburg, where I made him watch Vanderpump Rules for the first time (cultural education!). Now, he’s back, and we’re diving into everything from cult cinema to cats to his latest mystical glow-up—expanding his yoga and meditation practice to include Qi Gong, Alchemy, and Men’s Work, which he’s been teaching me (and yes, I am obsessed). If you’re vibing with Davey’s wisdom, check out his books—Weaving Within: The Breath of Tantric and Welcome to the Womb: On Neo-Tantra—available on Amazon!

We also get into:
✨ Female Trouble as a modern-day prophecy—John Waters knew the assignment.
✨ The eternal battle of toxic masculinity vs. toxic femininity (and why queer folks have it figured out).
✨ My unsolicited—but always correct—social media & influencer tips.
✨ Boundaries, queerness, and why Zenobia Darling is basically the Divine of podcasting.
✨ Veganism, Davey’s “Ninjas,” Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and his Chipotle journey (a saga).
✨ Baltimore’s magic, mess, and why Female Trouble is still ahead of its time.

So, grab a Newport (Divine style), pour a kombucha, and enjoy this coffee break with the spectacular and always inspiring Davey Calico. 💅🔥

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽

For this Coffee Break, I’m joined by Tre Crawford aka MXBHVN—a queer Baltimore-based artist, drag performer, and the mastermind behind The Gay Agenda, LLC. I’m totally obsessed with his work (seriously, I own like 10 of his ceramic mugs and candles because they’re everything), and today we’re diving into some messy, wild stories only two Baltimore Drag queens could tell.

We kick things off with a juicy spill about a hater who came for my Paranormal Realm art exhibition (spoiler alert: they couldn’t handle it). Then we get into Tre’s roots in Havre de Grace, MD, surviving life as a queer person in a conservative small town in the late 2000s (we both are from Havre de Grace), how he built The Gay Agenda, LLC, and what it’s really like playing and creating in the fabulous world of Baltimore drag. From Grand Central tales to battle scars we got from our art, Tre is all about pushing limits for drag, and we’re going there.

And, in true Zenobia Darling fashion, I made Tre watch my art film #RockStarLife: The Art of Drag, shot in Havre de Grace during the July 2023 drag show at The State Theater. You know I had to get his unfiltered thoughts, and trust—I'm spilling some never-before-heard behind-the-scenes tea from filming.

Then, because we’re both John Waters stans, we dive into why Female Trouble is the ultimate John Waters masterpiece and why Waters himself is the OG punk queen of cinema, still inspiring us Baltimore drag queens to this day.

We wrap things up with some witchcraft, art, drag, skincare (straight guys, take notes), DL guys on Grindr in Havre de Grace, and queer magic talk. Plus, we dish on why Drag Race and Dragula are sleeping on Baltimore’s drag scene, even though Dragula is literally inspired by it. Oh, and what it really means to start an LLC in Maryland and why you should be supporting queer artists.

So grab a Gay Agenda mug, pour that coffee (or something stronger), and let’s get messy. ☕💅💥🔥

Cover Art 

"Tre and Wendy"

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#RockStarLife: Coffee Break is in orbit while I finish my hairstyling apprenticeship, darlings. Season Three crash-lands in 2026—fully evolved, over-teased, and glamorously unhinged.

Until touchdown, expect rogue Espresso Shots fired straight from the cosmic void—no schedule, no permission, just caffeine and beautiful chaos.

Transmission scrambled. Power surging.
Stay loud. ☕⚡👽