Fearless And Braless

Natasha and Robin delve into the world of their boys who seem incapable of showing gratitude, yet they've got their attitudes perfected. What's a mom to do? What about when she's a single mom, without a partner to help play good cop / bad cop? And why didn't anyone ever really warn us about how just gross boys can be?

Robin is trying to set boundaries at her new job while also meeting the needs and demands of a newsroom. Meanwhile, Natasha is quitting her job in exchange for valuing herself more than her pitiful paycheck.

Natasha hopes she has “wallet karma” when she loses hers at Target but the bigger story is she has a whole new hot dad to get excited about. And that's all that matters in this episode.

Robin has gone back into the office and can barely put sentences together, plus Natasha has trouble with a very common cliche that both women spend far too much time trying to decipher.

Natasha reveals news about some exciting auditions and Robin explains why she's taken a brand new, full time job. The two also get into the idea of New Year's resolutions, Natasha's street-cred worthy bicycle fall, and Robin's renewed love of Venice Beach.

Robin and Natasha share a valuable lesson about doing research before a podcast and why it matters to everyone, especially Betty White. They also discuss Natasha's affair with a member of a very successful rock band, the status of the autobiographical sitcom she's pitching, and Robin's Dave Matthews Band stan. Yup, stan.

Robin and Natasha read a quote from Betty White that perfectly encapsulates the difference between the strength of a woman vs. a man as illustrated by the strength of a vagina vs. the sensitivity of mens' balls. After dissecting the age old clichè to “grow a pair,” the conversation only gets better from there.

Natasha shares the story of a back breaking event that she both produced and performed in, and what her plans are for the not-as-big-as-she-was-hoping payday, while Robin explains how she posted a low level job position with entry level pay that caused a lot of social media hate. At the end of the day, everyone is getting what they pay for, and therein lies the lesson.

Oh the trials and tribulations of being an uninsured woman with health problems. Natasha shares her unique and somewhat bizarre health issue that has puzzled her for years, and what doctors now think it is! And Robin discusses the often frustrating world of living with Hashimoto's Thyroiditis. Buckle up!

Robin and Natasha dig deep and delve into whether nature or nurture plays a bigger role in their boys' rudeness, lack of ability to be considerate, and speak kindly to their mothers. And really, who's role is it to teach them proper etiquette, anyway?

Robin and Natasha spend far too much time discussing their disdain - and pleasure(!) for a sports bra before diving into this week's topic: What do you do when you love your friends…  but hate how they parent? Do you stay friends, or just simply fade away?

Robin wonders about saying yes to jobs too quickly, and if she should trust that the right thing can take some time and whether waiting it out is better. Natasha talks about seeing the value in taking a moment before saying yes to many things - whether it's a job, a second date, or anything in between.

Natasha reveals what has happened since we last heard about her pipes exploding, sending excrement everywhere all over her home. Meanwhile, Robin cannot deal with how disgusting boys can be and goes on a rant that will leave everyone chanting, “The cap must go on!”

Natasha talks about how grateful and lucky she feels to live in her house because it's in a gentrified neighborhood yet the rent is affordable, until Robin calls her out and forces her to come clean on the fact that a pipe burst just that day, spewing shit all over her home. And that was just the beginning. 

Natasha reveals potentially confidential details about a game show on which she appeared recently, and she and Robin spill secrets about what it takes to get on a game show as a contestant. Then Robin digresses to the actual topic of the episode, does it feel like your kids got frozen in time from the quarantine? Like they are still the same age that they were when it started?

Robin and Natasha share stories of their kids and lying (mostly about online activity) which leads to a bigger conversation about online predators, how to explain their existence to your kids, and when is the right time? Does scaring them straight work?

Natasha is listening to a new meditation that's helping her find clarity, and Robin calls bullshit on it, because it's more of a mantra than a meditation. They both feel certain it could end up driving Natasha insane. Robin also delves into her feelings of self worth, and whether she'll ever find it outside of her career.

Robin doles out her body dysmorphic reasoning behind preferring a smaller bra size (not that she'll wear it), and is shocked when Natasha reveals that she - and potentially her son - have more than the standard number of nipples. Plus both women discuss what it takes to level up in Hollywood, and demand more.

Robin explains what led to her decision to become braless once and for all, even at a high brow charity event, while Natasha shares a story of feeling fearless enough to figure out just what to do before security found a dimebag o' fun in her purse before a concert. Let the good times roll.

Robin and Natasha debate whether raising boys or girls are easier while Robin admits she was devastated when she found out - twice - that she wasn't having a girl. Meanwhile Natasha shares the heart wrenching story of reconciling with her biological father when she was a teen, just one year before he passed away.

Meet Robin Radin and Natasha Estrada, two fearless and braless women who are hustling and mothering their way through Hollywood, sometimes successfully, sometimes not so much. Follow their journey as they navigate what it means to always be searching for their next gig, climbing the never-ending ladder, and trying to fit homework help, scheduling play dates and - yes, the occasional date of their own.