We went deep into the mysterious world of the G-spot this week. Armed with skepticism, Cosmo articles, smutty book recaps, and a whole lot of actual science, we talk the history, the hype, and the reality of this legendary erogenous zone.

From Freud’s vaginal orgasm obsession and Kinsey’s groundbreaking (and savage) research, to Masters and Johnson’s glass dildo camera, Dr. Helen O’Connell’s clitoris cartography, and Beverly Whipple’s better branding, we explore how the G-spot went from “urethral erotic zone” to cultural phenomenon. We discuss why it’s probably not a distinct “spot” at all, but part of the glorious clitoral complex, and why that distinction actually matters for better sex and less pressure.

Grab your headphones (and maybe your partner), press play, and join us for a fun, honest, and science-backed exploration of female pleasure that goes way beyond one magical button.

We sit down with Danielle Frank and talk about her playful take on parenting through the lens of wine. We talk about how wine snobbery is all silliness and her career path from PR to the wine industry.

We dive into her adult children's book, A Wine Lover’s Guide to Parenting. It's full of useful wine tips and a lightheartedness...think cheery fun with pictures versus a 400-page textbook on the ways you're parenting wrong :) We talk about how non-parents who are a part of the village also need a seat at the table in helping to raise awesome kids.

Plus...Why Lambrusco deserves a comeback, self-publishing realities, and her upcoming book on whiskey + dog breeds (!)

Cheers!

Happy spring, good girls...when the air gets warmer, trees get jizzy, and the reading choices get… questionable. In this episode, we discuss romance novellas that fully deserve the smut label. Kay went deep into Jessa Kane's porny novellas full of problematic age gaps and worrisome power dynamics galore, and...kinda loved it???

We debate the necessity of happily-ever-afters in these purely spicy reads...not sure we needed to know that 5 years later the grandpa and the 21 year-old former virgin went on to marry and have twins and do it at a trampoline party...looking at you, "Property of Pops." That's not why we are here, guys!

We then take a turn into real life with an exploration of a highly structured San Francisco polycule...complete with applications, rules, and logistics that feel suspiciously corporate. Is it efficient? Is it chaotic? Is it… a little culty? Would Kay have joined in an alternate universe? Let's hope it's fake, otherwise, we are worried about you, Zaid!

Join us for Bradford Pear Tree-esque discussion. Spring has sprung, but our standards certainly have not.

Hey everyone, we are diving headfirst into the weird and infuriating history of the female orgasm. We start with the big question that kicked this off: why don’t we have a complete picture of the clitoris and female pleasure until basically our lifetimes? Perhaps because for centuries, a whole lot of men decided women were just passive penis-shaped receptacles, and they really weren’t looking (or caring) very hard??

We follow the fascinating journey of Marie Bonaparte (Napoleon’s great-grandniece) who measured hundreds of women’s genitalia, became besties with Freud, decided her clitoris was in the “wrong” spot because she couldn’t climax in missionary, and actually had surgery (twice!) to move it closer to her vagina in hopes of achieving that “proper” vaginal orgasm. We roast the ancient Greeks (thanks, Hippocrates and Galen, for the inverted penis theory and the idea that the vagina and clitoris are in constant conflict) and Victorian doctors who declared most women aren’t troubled by sexual feelings...and how the whole “vaginal orgasm is the only feminine one” myth stuck around from ancient times straight through to Bridgerton.

Along the way we hit hysteria cures via pelvic massage (hello, hand-crank vibrators that look like medieval torture devices), Freud’s nonsense about rejecting clitoral pleasure to become a “real” woman, and the slow, glorious comeback thanks to researchers like Helen O’Connell who finally mapped the full clitoris with MRIs in the early 2000s.

If we don’t laugh at centuries of men getting female anatomy spectacularly wrong, we might cry. So grab a drink, settle in, and join us...it's going to get a little cringey fast.

We spill the spiked tea on all things Bridgerton...books, show seasons, and the highly questionable consent dynamics that somehow still deliver pure escapism. SJ dives deep while Kay experiences it all for the first time (no prior books or full seasons watched...up until the last 2 weeks), leading to debates over Daphne’s under-the-table sperm-jacking, Simon’s pull-out game, Anthony’s bee-sting tit-sucking heroics, and Benedict’s magically healed stab wound after a quick bandage and pond dip.

We roast the books’ “odd” virgin sex scenes, lack of real foreplay, and repetitive daddy-issues trauma, while praising the show’s slutty upgrades, addictive family dynamics, and Ariana Grande string-quartet bangers. We cover Penelope’s unnecessary book weight loss (thank you, Shonda, for keeping her hot), questionable Regency medical “exams,” why everyone still lives at home, and the upcoming queer twist with Michaela.

Also - is rake the sexiest word for man-slut? Why is Julie Andrews narrating spicy audiobooks? And is it accurate that the ton’s girls knew nothing about baby-making? Equal parts spicy critique, heartfelt love for the large-family vibes, and giggles...this episode is perfect for anyone who’s ever burned for a duke… or just wanted better historical medical accuracy in their smut.

Grab your tea (spiked?) and let's be total rakes together.

We dive into Rachel E. Gross’s fascinating book Vagina Obscura: An Anatomical Voyage. We explore how little science and society still know about female anatomy, from the clitoris’s sole purpose of pleasure to outdated treatments like boric acid (basically rat poison), and the long history of treating women’s bodies as mysterious “shame parts."

Along the way, we talk serious business like the time one of us inserted a tampon in the wrong hole, questionable “sushi lover” t-shirts, and awkward euphemisms like “front butt” and “marital vegetables." We talk about the daddy of medicine, Hippocrates, naming lady parts without ever properly studying them, duck vaginas that evolved for reproductive control, the unsurprisingly recent start of dedicated women’s health research at the NIH, and why female pleasure has been so overlooked for centuries. We wrap up with a quick tangent on the recent Chappell Roan hotel drama involving Jude Law’s daughter (...it wasn’t even her security).

Grab Vagina Obscura, laugh or cringe along with us, and remember: we don’t talk about vaginas enough, but we’re changing that...one quickie at a time.

In this episode of Good Girls, we talk about the Bachelor franchise’s latest disaster: ABC casting (and then abruptly canceling) Taylor Frankie Paul as the new Bachelorette just three days before premiere after a disturbing 2023 domestic violence video resurfaced.

We discuss the full mess...Taylor’s chair-throwing incident, the allegations of reactive abuse on both sides, ABC’s questionable due diligence, and the massive waste of time, money, and crew energy on a fully filmed season that will never air.

On a lighter note, we confess our own guilty pleasures: bonding with our dads over The Bachelor, hot-mic fantasy suite sounds, 90 Day Fiancé unhinged energy, and which reality show we would have wanted to be cast on in our single days (one of us votes Amazing Race, the other would have gone full chaotic lesbian on the Bachelor). We debate whether we’re all complicit in platforming chaos for entertainment, the blurred lines of “good TV” versus real harm, soft swinging Mormon wives, and why the franchise’s fairy-tale branding feels more parody than ever.

This ep is equal parts popcorn-worthy gossip, nuanced discussions, and self-aware roasting of our own problematic viewing habits. Grab your wine (or pasta sauce bowl) and settle in with us...things get messy.

We kicked off thinking we'd just lightly roast some overly polished Christian mom influencers, but oh boy, did the Instagram algorithm have other plans. We got stuck in a tradwife/biblical womanhood rabbit hole...SJ with a fresh fake profile starting from "stay-at-home mommy" searches, Kay with her own personal one tainted by years of smut and chaos, and surfaced with everything from homemade Cheez-Its superiority complexes to free birth horror stories, egg socks as fever cures, and Pearly Things casually dropping "whore" like it's punctuation. We unpack the weird one-sided "touch your husband" advice, the obsession with legacy-building through whimsical lunches, the anti-science vibes, and why we're so grateful we spent our 20s dating around, traveling, and making selfish choices instead of delivering babies in the woods. Grab a cocktail (or a tiki drink courtesy of a supportive husband), because this one's a wild ride through the shiny, scary side of mommy internet. Not the worst girls podcast, but definitely not trad.