#ThotNaysh! Welcome home!
Take a load off (i.e. put down your vibrators), take a seat, and get comfortable cuz we’re gonna talk about it all! Oh! For the uninitiated, I should explain that #ThotNaysh means, “Thot Nation” and this is the place where we congregate to discuss all things horny and relevant in pop culture, society, politics, and beyond!
I’m Phoebe Robinson and most of y’all probably know me from my podcast-turned-eight-HBO-specials 2 DOPE QUEENS! Or ya might know me as the NYT best selling author of my books: YOU CAN’T TOUCH MY HAIR, EVERYTHING’S TRASH, BUT IT’S OKAY; & PLEASE DON’T SIT ON MY BED IN YOUR OUTSIDE CLOTHES. Or you might know me as the Founder of my book imprint Tiny Reparations Books and the creator of my soon-to-be-consistent IG series called #ThirstyThursday where I wax hoetic about famous men I find super hot. And finally, some of you may know me as Bono’s Black Friend:
Yes, hunny, this very wealthy man bent the knee to his Cocoa Khalessi GAME OF THRONES style - AS HE SHOULD - on my 38th birthday and he sang “Happy Birthday” to me a capella - autotune where?! - This photo will be on me and my future husband’s wedding invitation (ignorant), hung up at on the wall at my gynecologist’s office (trifling), and the thumbnail photo in the NY POST during its coverage of my 2037 tax evasion hearing (find me a lawyer!).
ANYWAY! Before I started doing all the aforementioned thangs, I had a blog way back in 2014, 2015, & 2016 called Blaria, which stood for Black Daria. As my career took off, I put it to bed, but I missed writing up my hot takes, posting fun interviews I did with my friends, and having a community that isn’t predicated on clickbait culture, which seems to be the modus operandi of social media these days. So I wanna run it back and write about everything ranging from local NY politics that’s capturing the nation’s attention (Zohran Mamdani’s primary election win) to fun pop culture ish that we’re all talking about (AND JUST LIKE THAT is the train wreck we cannot turn away from) to the state of humanity (dating is a hellscape and no one’s happy and it’s a little bit everyone’s fault, but mostly men’s fault. Lol.)
Obvi, I’m unafraid to push buttons and share my opinions, but this isn’t a place where I say things just for the sake of it. I wanna excavate my brain and my heart and have some real conversations with y’all. And I hope you’re down with that. A little back and forth does e’erybody good, so the comment section will be open, but we all gotta be respectful or you get the boot. Cool?
FREE: Direct to your email and ad free, I’ll be writing my screeds, keeping you up to speed on career ish, and keeping you posted on stand-up shows as I’m ramping up stand-up fall ‘25.
PAID SUBSCRIPTION: I know! Everything from rent to hair laser removal (bitch, I’m not the only one lasering off my Lando Calrissian mustache) costs money these days, but I’m worth it, babe, cuz I’mma make ya laugh, feel, and think, so kicking a lil cashola my way, so I can keep Palmers Cocoa Butter stocked in my apartment would be much appreciated. Like the world is trash and we have no ozone layer to speak of, do I really need to be ashy, too? Hell no! So here’s the deal, for $8 a month and for $80 year, you get behind the paywall to: get more long form essays, videos, cute content, a platform where I’m uplifting new and established writers, and a dope ass community where you can submit questions for Q&As, suggestions for topics you want me to write about, and chat with me and others in #ThotNaysh. It’s troll-free and full of love and chill vibes. Also, you get access to the entire publication archive I’m building. Not so bad, is it?!
RICH BITCH BENEFACTOR: And yes, that is official and professional title. Haha. Anyway, for $150, I’ll send ya a personalized welcome video or letter expressing my eternal gratitude for your support. Plus, you’ll get to DM me directly here rather than just in the communal chat. But don’t abuse it! Stop and think like when I broke up with my ex boyfriend and I texted a girlfriend and asked if I should hit up Bono to talk about it and she was like, “Girl, please do not do that ignorant shit.” LMAO. She was correct! Point is, it’ll be nice to kiki from time to time!
Moral of the story: whether you wanna drop some coins now or wait a beat, we’re gonna have a great time. And fire conversations. Thanks for showing up. Sending you my thots and prayers.
Xx
Pheebs
