We’re all over the map this week — swapping fishing tales, reminiscing about the glory and terror of waterslides that feel like near-death experiences, and asking the important question: when did every bathing suit become a thong? We also get sidetracked by the northern lights (again) and somehow end up talking about Trump (don’t worry, it’s brief). It’s chaotic, it’s honest, and it might be our most unhinged episode yet.

In this glitter-drenched episode, we dive into vacation shenanigans that include a very serious skeleton hunt (spoiler: not everything is as it seems), questionable decision-making, and some truly iconic moments of chaos. We also unpack Taylor Swift’s showgirl era, the Tortured Poets Department feels, and how content creation plays into the magic (and mess) of memory-making. It’s giving sparkle, it’s giving unhinged, it’s giving... “we probably shouldn't have recorded this, but here we are.”

This episode is all over the place—in the best way. We’re diving into the juiciest dating rumors (allegedly 👀), veering off into electric car talk (yes, tires matter), reliving a wild horseback accident, and somehow ending up in a convo about helicopter rides and skinny dipping. Buckle up—it's chaotic, unfiltered, and 100% us.