Cast Blog: #SHAHS

Love and Respect from Day One

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

Love and Respect from Day One

Lilly reflects on the amazing season and explains why she decided to end things with Ali for good.

I can’t believe we have already reached the season finale! It was a crazy summer, and I have had so much fun sharing it with you all.

Episode 10 begins with where Episode 9 left off, the dangerously intense dinner party. There is so much yelling, arguing, fighting, and cussing going on, all I’m thinking about in my head is what my exit strategy will be. I’m not used to this much anger and aggression, so I’m so stressed out. When Asa decides to leave, I saw it as the perfect opportunity to politely excuse myself as well. I don’t know if the relationship between Asa-GG will ever be able to heal, but one thing is for sure, it definitely wasn’t going to happen at that dinner party.

The next scene is a very emotional one for me. Many of you know by now about the long and hard relationship I have had with Ali all over the last now 11 years. Like any long relationship, we have had our ups and our downs. I know he loves me more than the World, and because of that, I tell myself that I have found it in my heart to forgive him for all the times he hurt me, but the truth is, I don’t think I ever will. Or, even if I have forgiven him, the pain I felt was too hurtful to ever truly forget.

Trust is so important. To lose the trust of someone that loves you means you have forever lost them. I am by no means a perfect person, nor was I a perfect girlfriend, but I loved him with everything I had, and I gave him all of me. I deserve a man that treats me the same, not years after mistakes and regrets, but from day one. Everyone does.

The summer goes out with a bang, Persh-A-Pelooza! I am so proud of Asa, and I know this is only the start of so many incredible things to come for her.

I have experienced and learned so many new things this summer. I am thankful to have shared this time with my fellow Shahs. Each and every single of one of them has taught me something about myself, and life, to help me grow and become a better person.

Looking to the future, I hope to take what I have learned and become a better friend, a better daughter, and a better companion to someone that is willing to take on this damaged heart. I hope to let loose a little more, and learn to have more fun.

I just launched my second company, Lilly Lashes (LillyLashes.com), and I plan on continuing to work as hard as I can to follow my dreams.

I hope you all have enjoyed watching us this season. I have truly enjoyed sharing my life with you all.

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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.