Cast Blog: #SHAHS

GG's Scoop on Reunion Part II

Recap: The Shahs Peace Summit

Recap: Recipe for Disaster

Asa's Profound and Cathartic Trip

Recap: Reza Pops The Big One

The Return of Lochnesa

Mike: I Will Marry Jessica Soon

Reza Dishes on His Engagement

Recap: Make a Run for the Border

Mike Shouldn't be "Scared" of Other Religions

Recap: Turkey with a Side of Apology

Mike's Inner Struggle

Lilly's Disrespectful Behavior

Mike Takes GG's Side

Recap: Outed by Chihuahuas

Reza: "Lilly Doesn't Understand Friendship"

Lilly's Battle with Foot Boogers

Recap: Always a Lady

Recap: A Little Too Much Diamond Water...

The Shah of Bull Sh--

Reza: "I Wish I Had Kept My Mouth Shut"

Ep 8: Persian Empire Divided

Will Mike Put a Ring on It?

Reza Learns the Power of Apology

Recap: Shah-etiquette

MJ Owes GG a Genuine Apology

What MJ Did was Wrong

Loch-Nesa vs. MJ

Asa's Juice Disaster

Recap: Persian Pride?

MJ's Moral Compass is Way Off

An Offer Lilly Can't Refuse?

Recap: Homo-Not-So-Genius

Mike's Disappointment with Reza

Asa: "I Definitely See Why Reza is Irritated"

Reza on the Fight: "I'm Not Proud of It"

Lilly Needs to "Get More Real"

Reza to Lilly: "Get Off Your High Horse"

Cry Me a River

Mike: Master Negotiator

Lilly: Ain't Nobody Got Time for This

GG's Scoop on Reunion Part II

GG spills on how she'll reunite Reza and MJ, and updates us on her relationships with her sister and Omid.

Read GG's full transcript after the jump: Hey, it’s Golnesa. I just got through watching the Reunion, Part 2 and it was really intense... and I mean like, Holy Monkey Balls intense. Do you feel me?

It’s very painful to see MJ and Reza going at each other the way that they are; it’s hard to be there for MJ and be establishing again this new friendship with Reza (which we are doing now), because all I want is for these two to just come back together, because they really, really love each other. The hard they fight, the thicker the love, and I want that love to be born again. I’m going to go above and beyond to make that happen. They didn’t do it for me, they didn’t help me try to mend any of their relationship with anyone, but I’m going to go out of my way to make sure that these two become like this [crosses fingers] again.


So what needs to happen is that someone needs to force these two to sit down together and just talk it out, figure out their differences, and get back to a place of love. I would love to be that person, because obviously all the other kids in here are too busy chasing Reza’s ass to do anything else.

So for all of you out there who are worried about my love life and what happened after my engagement with Omid: I am in a very, very happy relationship right now. He’s amazing and he treats me like a queen, like I need to be. And the baby factory is close to opening up! So hold on to your socks and just wait and see what comes out of this.

My sister and I are doing really well now; thank God there are no cuts on our faces! (Which means I didn’t do anything to her, so, haha!)


One last thing that I have to mention which I totally forgot to mention before... Andy: I’m sorry I had to bring up your eyes, but from reading your book, I knew that was a hot topic for you, and I just wanted to prove a point. I love your eyes. I really do.

At the end of the reunion, it was really nice to have everyone be a little bit more compassionate after putting all of our personal information out there, things that have probably been balled up for a long time, and waiting for this moment to just blehhhh, put it all out, it was really nice to do that group hug. I hope that there’s going to be a lot more of these group hugs, and I hope that you guys get to see these group hugs. And for all you haters that are out there hating: all you’re doing is motivating me. Thank you.


Asa's Profound and Cathartic Trip

Asa opens up about her expereince at the Iranian border.

Thank God that I'm a captain's daughter and grew up on boats and hovercrafts and do not need anything inserted to not get sick, LOL! Reza and Golnesa are cracking me up here. Hahaha!

Yachting all day on the same waters my wonderful father sailed in his youth. Such a wonderful day hanging out with my friends. Away from the B.S. and in this beautiful place enjoying each other’s love and company. Princess Island was so relaxing and charming. Every restaurant was a seafood restaurant, and I was in heaven! When I saw the tears in Merc's eyes, I could feel that she was ready to “go there.” I am so proud of her rawness about what she wants and her needs. After all, how can we achieve something we can't even visualize or speak of? I am here for her for strength, love, and support through thick and thin. She will be a wonderful mom!

By the great power of Destiny and Will, Reza, my Mom, and I were able to find a way to make a personal pilgrimage to the border of Iran, where all of us and our ancestors were born. It was such a long, intensive, and at times dangerous journey there, but this was nothing compared to the 30 years we have been waiting to go back home.Without getting too political, I wanted to explain to those who might not fully understand our inability to safely go to Iran. The fact alone that I am a political refugee is not the only reason. While I'm a very proud Iranian and feel a great responsibility to shed light on all the wonderful things about my culture, I also feel socially obligated to be honest about the things terribly wrong with the government of Iran. Iran sadly is a tyranny and deals with political dissidents (that's anyone with an opinion) as criminals. It jails, tortures, and executes its own citizens for simple expressing a political opinion. Think about all the individuals, comedians, talk show hosts, or journalists expressing various opinions here in the US about the president or government... In the US it's called freedom of speech. Well, this freedom does not exist in Iran. The number of “political” prisoners and executions of the latter is staggering. So, somebody whose art deals even mildly with such things and is considered “Islamic Feminist” going to Iran safely is pretty much out of the question.

Back to our beautiful pilgrimage to the center of my heart. Throughout the whole day, my Mom, Reza, and I were like silent warriors. We were all dealing with our own personal emotions throughout the journey while also in the collective experience. On the flight and the bus ride, it was sheer excitement. Then on the last leg of the journey in the Kurdish car, we all lost it. Listening to our favorite old Persian song on our iPhone and nearing the Iranian border, tears of joy and sadness starting falling endlessly.

It was so incredible for me to have my Mom, who sacrificed everything in her youth to make a brighter future for me and my brother, with me. I could feel her pain and joy and see it in her eyes. Reza and I really bonded on a primal level, and I will never forget these moments we shared together. I felt that we were making this pilgrimage for all immigrants, all refugees, all displaced people in the world.Then as I got out of the car and smelled the familiar air, a feeling of complete joy and euphoria came over me. I was not sad anymore. Nor was I missing it the way I used to. I surrendered all those heavy feelings right there on that earth. As I said, when you embrace the big monster, it melts away.

We all have landmark events in our lives. This was one of mine. Going to the border of Iran with my Mom and Reza was one of the most profound and cathartic experiences of my life. I am forever grateful and enormously blessed to have been able to have this experience. And I’m thrilled that I was able to share it with you all.