The leaves are a changin’ in this November brunch as the ladies chat pickled delights, Ladies of London, and the pitfalls of a workout onesie. Sara appreciates IKEA’s calming presence, Rachael updates us on her new professional frontier, and the ladies end this short but sweet episode with a bittersweet symphony.
Tacos from a truck take center stage as celebrity makeup artist Emily Oliver joins the ladies for a very special Halloween brunch! Rachael gets serious about sliders, Sara has a new starring role, and Emily shares her top beauty picks. Finally, a 90s throwback reminds the ladies that velvet isn’t just for the curtains in the recording studio — just don’t make Emily touch it.
Catch up with the ladies this brunch as they chat breakfast in Venice, lovely lingerie, and how to Netflix ‘n chill with your long distance bestie. Sara is shamed by an adult meeting with a teenage heartthrob, while Rachael rejects the notions of a DIY sushi party. Finally, the dark strikes fear in the ladies’ hearts as they reminisce about a very spooooooky 90s nostalgia.
Comedian Kate Nicholls joins the ladies for Rachael’s birthday brunch to chat panty lines, Disney kids, and too much tuna. Rachael gets into character, Sara rebuffs the sun’s hot pursuit, and Kate recounts a tale of an unplanned tree. Rachael hates pumpkin but loves pumpkin spice – is that the 6th spice girl? The ladies reminisce in 90s nostalgia.
Comedian Steve Hofstetter joins the ladies for The Shepod’s premiere co-ed brunch. Sara continues her quest to find Rachael’s true love in the form of an accountant, Rachael is getting the wrong kind of love bites, and Steve commits to the vest. Locksmiths, tiny portions, and a musical act from a West Virginian Thai restaurant are deemed gross. And finally, the 90s (literally) call as the days of actual human interaction are missed by all.
Happy October! In this fall brunch, the ladies discuss their shared love for themed workouts, Rachael can’t quit popcorn, and Sara is overwhelmed by hummus. SUVs and the evil media telling us to hurry up and procreate are deemed gross. And finally, the wearable candy that everyone loved NOT eating brings the ladies back to their childhood engagements.
Actress and dancer Chelsea Latimer joins the ladies to chat daybreaking, exit strategies, and the age-appropriate window of a denim miniskirt. Sneaky proselytizing, dirty ovens, and your boyfriend’s disrespectful lady friends make the gross list. Finally, Judd Apatow’s OG series strikes an emotional chord — come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with us (and our pinot grigio, which we clearly had too much of this episode).
This Sunday, comedian Taylor Tomlinson joins the ladies to chat phone anxiety, comfy flats, and a love for all things Target. Poor plane etiquette, selfish sidewalk behavior, and shopping vs. adopting are deemed gross. Finally, it’s a battle of east vs. west as the ladies stake their claims: Shake Shack or In & Out? DisneyWorld or DisneyLand? But where the coasts divide, Mr. Feeny unites.
September brunch has arrived as the ladies break down crazy dog-lady outfits, debate the appeal of Jeff Goldblum, and can’t imagine a perfect world without a dishwasher. Sara wages a war against free poopin’ birds, Rachael swears by the smell of sunscreen, and both pinky swear to bring “nun” stateside. Can you guess the classic 90s movie that has the ladies (peripherally) talking sports? I don’t want to watch football, but I do want to quote this movie.
Actress Mary-Alice Farina joins the ladies to discuss never-ending slippers, Coach Taylor, and mountain sweaters. Malibu delicacies and sunsets are deemed swoon-worthy, Sara’s adverse physical reaction to her gross list fills Rachael with glee, and try as they may to avoid it, Towie garners a mention (or eight).
Comedian Kelsey Cook Joins the ladies to break down drunken foods, botox, and Straight Outta Compton. Flossing, airports, and bathroom loitering illicit gross reactions, while the 90s reign supreme in the form of butterflies, YM, and plumeria.
Breakfast tostadas and Korean barbecue are on the menu in this food-focused brunch. The ladies break down their conflict with diamonds, question the existence of “Heart” in Captain Planet, and decide that birthstone colors are negotiable. Victoria’s Secret is debated (to V or not to V, that is the question), while urgent fearces and poor unsubscribe etiquette make the gross list. Finally, sun-made hair gives 90s nostalgia a whole new hue.
Chilled rosé is on the menu as the hilarious Camilla Cleese joins the ladies to discuss the perfect karaoke song. Expect the unexpected with sunglasses that are disruptive, shorts that are leather, and jeans that are trousers. The ladies talk cat tweets, boozy watermelon and Seinfeld reruns, while a solemn pact is made to ignore Facebook’s “Other Inbox”. 90s Nostalgia arrives in the form of dancing boys with frosted tips—Team BSB or NSYNC? Rachael’s response shocks us all.
Modern day story teller Jenna Arak joins the ladies to talk night garbage, spinning, and hot pink mania. Rachael takes issue with using the name of bacon in vain, and Sara finds granola keeps her breakfast from being lame. Amy Schumer’s 80s ladies and Rehab Addict make the watch list, while detailed knowledge of Katy, Taylor, & Kim evoke great shame. 90’s nostalgia is a boob-taping good time. Can you guess the flick? Aw, honey honey…
In this low key brunch, the ladies break down Sara’s nerdy vigilantism, Rachael quitting Tinder, and the pros & cons of marriage. Obsessions are declared for shows UnReal and Towie, Rachael’s jamming with bacon, and Sara’s cooking with chevre. Sara is betrayed by her shower curtain, Rachael is angered by Hulu’s obsession with Buddy Holly, and finally, Wet Hot American Summer has a prequel in store—that is well out of order!
Cooking Channel star Georgia Hardstark joins the ladies for an extended and deliciously explicit brunch. The ladies discuss the joys of aging, the goopiest goopisms, cat-bottomed jewels, and their favorite secret shame foods. Poop-y pantaloons, sockless yoga, and coffee enemas make the gross list, and the place of flatulence in monogamy is up for debate. And finally: Hey dude, salute your shorts, because 90s nostalgia is ALL THAT this week.
The maids are devious, the bars are feminist, and the ladies break down their odd couple friendship. Sara finds gluten-free baking idiot proof, Rachael will never turn down an egg-topped anything, and the ladies discuss LA stories and Peter Brady’s patio. The gross list features public displays of grooming and a lack of a-pun-ciation – while the 90s call – with a certain silly bouncy ball.
Actress and blogger Lynn Chen joins the ladies in a great debate: how old is too old to couch crash? Rachael finds accidental love with boozy slushies and a shameful obsession with the latest season of The Bachelorette. Sara finds comfort in pajamas that make her feel like a New Girl, but can’t get on board with Coach Taylor’s latest project. The gross list features butt shots (not the fun kind), those who are all talk, and those opt out of TJ’s bagging (seriously, what’s wrong with you). And Lynn wins at 90s nostalgia with a very special TGIF story. Cut it out!
At their first July brunch, Rachael shares her treat trickery and Sara finds that the jar of applesauce is indeed half full. Both ladies agree that oversize designer logos and thongs should remain in the past, Sara discusses her appreciation of silicone, and Rachael has questionable shame over her new Toms. Finally, a deal is struck: one season of Firefly for one season of Battlestar Galactica. Which is better? No matter which show emerges victorious, nothing will bring back their beloved Delia’s (RIP).
The riotously funny Jessica Michelle Singleton joins the ladies for brunch to chat about her upcoming comedy album she may or may not be recording at her 10 year high school reunion. Things get real as they talk periods (not the punctuation kind; earmuffs gentlemen), the odd goods in Anchorage, and American Ninja Warrior – the only sport the ladies deem watchable. Rachael lets Sara be her Jewish mother where laundry is concerned, and 90s nostalgia calls in the form of wafting grass and dreams.
The ladies recount the story of how they met, bond over their hatred of car maintenance, and admire foster parents for dogs in need. Rachael expresses her desire for jewelry that can hold wine, while Sara dreams of the bagels and lox of the east. After a discussion about the necessity of Gilmore Girls, they reminisce about the pleasure – and pain of the jellies of the 90s.
Sara recaps her weekend at The Tony Awards and professes her love for a formal side pony. Rachael learns that she will stop at nothing for her beloved white jeans and that the 99 cent store is a bargain with which even Sara can’t get on board. The ladies discuss the merits of wine vs. cheese, their affinity for IKEA, and the beauty of girlfriends who show up in your time of need. And finally, they get jiggy with their love for the Will Smith of 90s past.
What possessed us to talk about Chipotle after talking about flatulence related church giggles? We’re still trying to figure that out.
Let us know if you can figure out what the guy’s feet are holding on the left and whether “turd” is used literally or figuratively on the right.
The first brunch in June provides updates on Rachael’s Tinder and Sara’s blazer. Everyone agrees that moving is traumatic, there is such thing as a family that’s too close, and Chipotle is the answer to most hunger questions. Finally, Rachael’s 90s Nostalgia playlist has the ladies pondering one sweet day in Vegas.
The ladies enjoy a celebratory glass of Prosecco this Sunday to mark the launch of the Shepod. Sara recounts her pooptacular dog crisis of the week while Rachael expresses her denim related frustration. The ladies ponder friendships with exes, Scrotal Recall, and the pie of the universe. 90’s nostalgia calls when Clarissa Explains It All follows Rachael on twitter. Do RGK and MJH become besties? Listen and find out!
Dog hoodies and howls make the cut today while Mr. Buttersworth graces Rachael’s lap with his presence (and his ears). Sara vents about neighborhood realtors’ invasion of her personal space, and Rachael expresses her concern about man buns on Tinder. And finally, a former 90s pinup comes full circle.
Our canned post-awkward-first date-breakup letter (originally penned by Sara’s former Boss and modified for our purposes).
Thanks for meeting up – you seem great and I am happy that we met. Unfortunately, I think we fall into that illustrious category of “two nice people without chemistry”. I’m sure you feel the same, these things are usually mutual.
If the stars align and we run into each other again I’ll be happy to see you and hope you’ll feel the same!
Best of luck,