Summer sucks, bring on the soup. Mid albums, mid books, but Across the Universe will always be top tier.

This week's episode is an all-you-can-eat buffet: appetizer queen, matcha and mac & cheese flops, hot honey's PR takeover, with a side of some disco.

Double digits, baby! For episode 10, I'm talking about music as the highest art form, begging Hollywood to ditch the HD camera, and giving waaaaay too much energy to the Magic Mike trilogy.

Natural redheads: born with trauma, not by choice. In this episode, I unpack my lifelong gripes with bottle-red wannabes, revisit a thriller I devoured in one sitting, process the chaos of the Astroworld doc, and hit play on Madonna’s first album in my chronological listening adventure. Buckle up — the tea is as strong as my SPF. ☀️

Pop stardom isn’t copy-paste, babe. We don’t need the next Britney—we need the first you. Plus: celeb veneers gone rogue, a technicolor trip with The Love Witch, and Magdalena Bay on repeat.

Public pooping: it's not glamorous, but it is strategic. I'm giving you the actual hot tea on where is the best places to shit. Meanwhile, I finished Demon Copperhead (finally!) and listened to Bieber's new album ... and it's giving mid.

Going to the deep end this week to talk about one of my fave reality shows: Below Deck. Plus, I'm still emotionally wrecked by that book and watched a movie so unhinged it would get banned in 2025.

I'm on a mission: get more women to watch sports. Plus, we discuss the terrifying power of teenage boys in packs, my eternal crush on Gene Kelly, and the emotionally dense book that's currently wrecking me.

If your face is warping into the furniture, it might be time to log off. This week, we unpack the FaceTune epidemic and defend the superior movie snack (spoiler: it's not Milk Duds). 

Some call them pet peeves. I call them watch your f*ckin back. Come for the chaos, stay for my thoughts on one of the best musicals of all time and Bad Bunny's fine ass.