VulgHER

Happy Pride! This week on VulgHER, Selma returns from Canada with a tiny moose, Vicky conducts extensive field research with multiple community members, and the girls debate whether New York City is facing a full-blown poppers crisis. Plus: hot doctors, AI crimes against drag queens, confirmation texts from hell, and a grandpa who somehow turned a hookup into a history lesson. 🏳️‍🌈

This week on VulgHER, the girls are officially feeling their oats. Vicky enters her main-character era, Selma resurrects her boy Instagram, and both have strong opinions about New York's most annoying residents. From Charlie D'Amelio sightings and Pride Month discourse to the impossible task of telling someone their breath stinks, absolutely nobody is safe.Then Broadway's Jayke Workman joins the pod to talk about becoming the new Mary Sunshine in Chicago, surviving community theater, navigating summer-stock romance, and making his Tony Awards debut. Plus: dream roles, backstage chaos, dating disasters, and one truly horrifying story involving a mushroom that should never have existed.From Tony Awards to tongue scraping, no topic is too important…or too disgusting.

This week on VulgHER, the girls survive Pride Month's opening weekend with missed ferries, wedding receptions, hot tub investigations, and one deeply controversial Zebra Cake review. Vicky returns from Fire Island with stories she probably shouldn't tell, Selma attends a wedding reception, and both agree that selling used Fashion Nova for designer prices should be a federal offense.

There's also a taste test of questionable Doritos, emotional support Crocs, terrifying student loan discourse, drag designer drama, a mysterious outbreak of subway doppelgängers, and an unexpectedly beautiful Pride message that nearly sends everyone into tears. Plus: tiny Texas surprises, giant hot takes, and a shark that definitely just did dr*gs.

This week on VulgHER, Selma and Vicky recover from a chaotic housewarming, discuss the emotional consequences of selling feet pics, and debate whether Bear Grylls is hot enough to survive the wilderness. There's Broadway heartbreak over Death Becomes Her, outrage over Target's cursed Pride collection, shark attack horror stories, and a deep dive into the increasingly strange corners of the internet. Plus: bad texters, Bianca Del Rio, and why nobody comments on Instagram anymore.

On this episode of VulgHER, the girls discuss rain-soaked Brooklyn survival, celebrity-filled afterparties, and the state of thirst traps on the internet. Selma accidentally lives a romantic comedy for 24 hours while Vicky contemplates quitting society over subway seating etiquette. There are also extended conversations about 🍑, mucus, cinnamon pastries, and why a honey bun might actually change your life. Naturally.

Selma & Vicky celebrate the 40th episode by discussing gay art dealer hookups, Rocky Horror thirst traps, drag queens weaponizing water bottles, and the emotional devastation of Delta removing in-flight snacks. Along the way they get into it about mommy-son roleplay, honey buns, Ross Matthews and Drew Barrymore’s suspiciously intense friendship, and why nobody is ever allowed to ask them to “paint them for content” again. Chaos level: critically high.

Nick Gaga officially enters the VulgHER cinematic universe! This week the girls unpack the Met Gala, celebrity fashion politics, Gaga fandom exhaustion, modern dating apps, and enough pop culture discourse to qualify as psychological warfare. From the Grindr update nobody asked for to hookup horror stories, Gaga theories, celebrity rebrands, and the psychological damage caused by assembling furniture ordered online, absolutely nothing stays on track for more than thirty seconds. Nick also opens up about navigating dating while being instantly recognizable online, while the girls try to determine whether Devil Wears Prada 2 was iconic or an actual crime against cinema.

This week on VulgHER, Selma and Vicky accidentally turn a casual catch-up into a full-scale psychological evaluation after discussing failed DoorDash flirting, emotionally devastating Uber rides, and the terrifying realization that not every hot man is secretly in love with you. Between cowboy drag, Sasha Colby stories, and an aggressively graphic hookup recap that somehow becomes motivational, the girls also uncover the dark truth about Taco Bell chip bags, review Seven Layer Dip Pringles like seasoned food critics, and debate whether hippos are actually demons. Plus: hate comments, hyperspermia, grassy grandma perfume, and a deeply concerning amount of public dick-print analysis. Civilization is collapsing beautifully.

Florals for spring? Groundbreaking.

This week, Vicky and Selma review the Devil Wears Prada 2 red carpet… and immediately spiral into a full-blown fashion roast. From looks that deserved a standing ovation to outfits that should’ve been left in the group chat, nothing (and no one) is safe.

Along the way, things derail…

• Drag Race drama and why “All Stars” is losing its sparkle

• A shower curtain that has declared personal war

• The absolute menace that is a Partiful invite

• And a live show story that somehow ends with… an unsolicited reveal 😵‍💫

Also: one of the most unhinged “top picks” we’ve ever heard, a passionate PSA to stop asking drag queens to paint you, and enough hot takes to get them quietly removed from the Met Gala (if they were ever invited… which they should be).

High fashion. Low tolerance. Zero filter.

That’s all.

Selma and Vicky return to absolutely spiral—starting with heat wave delusion and ending somewhere between Coachella rage and hooking up with animated cars.

This episode has everything: a stiletto flying across a bar and giving someone a black eye, a DoorDash disaster that turned Taco Bell into soup, Grindr bots evolving into full AI catfish, and a hookup that somehow turned into a romantic pregame martini date (growth?).

They also unpack Coachella influencer culture, overpriced beers, Sabrina Carpenter chaos, and why Addison Rae might need to pick a lane. Plus: shower beverages, Swedish candy obsessions, and one deeply concerning “hear me out.”

It’s sweaty, feral, and somehow still about self-improvement.