Call Her Daddy - The Man Behind Call Her Daddy

Episode Date: March 17, 2024

Daddy Gang, buckle up and come take a trip to Austin Texas with Father Cooper and the Unwell crew. Alex shares the wild origin story of Call Her Daddy that involves getting catfished, ghosted, stood up, and just about every other humbling experience you could think of. Alex then recaps the weekend and shares all of the hilarious moments that happened behind the scenes from her on stage sing-off, to going full Shark Tank with Mark Cuban and blessing a daddy gang couple for marriage. This episode is full of storytimes you won’t want to miss. Enjoy!

What is up, Daddy Gang? It is your founding father, Alex Cooper, with Call Her Daddy. Daddy Gang, welcome to this week's episode. I am currently in Austin, Texas. The Film Festival South by Southwest, it's taking place. If you're listening to this in audio and you just hear birds fucking chirping, it's because I'm filming outside right now. Matt has a movie premiering here, but because I like to make absolutely everything about myself, I said, all right, let's have the Unwell crew take over. Alex, Madeline, and Harry are all here and they're going to be here and it's going to be a perfect excuse to throw some parties and have an unwell fucking weekend. As I enter into my, you know, my older age, my wrinkly, gorgeous age, I don't get out much.

You know, I'm usually hitting the bottle on my living room couch with a little fire going. And the only men in that room, it's going to be Matt, it's going to be Henry, and it's going to be Bruce. And here's the thing. Yes, I don't party anymore that much. But when I do decide to go out, and I don't know if any of you can relate to this, but I feel like when I do decide to go out, I go all fucking out. Okay. And something about Austin, Texas, it has me tingling. So if you don't know, I am going to drop a little historical fact right now. This is a big one, write this in your fucking calendars. Okay. Austin, Texas is where call her Daddy was birthed in 2018 of April. This is where it actually all started. So how cute, you guys.

She's officially six years old. Call Her Daddy is officially six years old. She's fucking thriving. She's gorgeous. She's growing up. She's becoming the woman I always wanted her to be. I'm such a proud father. I want to take you guys back, okay?

I've never told this story. I am about to tell you the story of how Call on his Instagram that he had that fucking cash money okay he was rich he was stacked thick in the pockets and he did have a big dick so he was hot as fuck and shortly after we started talking he said bring a friend I'm gonna fly you out to LA I was single at the time I had recently ended it and called it off with door number three so I was I would say I was really craving a distraction also if you're new here door number three who the fuck is door number three it was a guy that was on my roster for a really long time who nearly had my heart back then. So once we ended it, I was like, I got to go.

I got to get up. I got to go. I got to find some new dick to distract. So I accept the plane tickets. And I was I was just excited to go see a guy and like distract myself but as you guys know as I've said recently for some reason every time I've been flown out to see a guy in my life it ends in an absolute disaster turns out Beverly Hills boy was actually um he was a little bit more like the pool boy you know no you don't know okay there was nothing wrong with like the pool boy You know? No, you don't know, okay

There was nothing wrong with being a pool boy Love a pool boy, but it was a full Catfish situation, which I hadn't really Ever had in my life The house that he was quote-unquote Living in Yeah, it wasn't his house It was this billionaire's house and he

Was the personal assistant to this guy And so he bought me my Plane ticket with the billionaire's Credit card because was the personal assistant to this guy and so he bought me my plane ticket with the billionaire's credit card because he didn't have a fucking dollar to his name okay but I didn't know this at the time I'm like oh bitch is rich like maybe I'll get my first Chanel bag like let's go like rich take living and every single story that this guy told me I eventually found out everything he said about his life it was accurate it just wasn't about his life it was about the fucking other man's life okay we love this a little con so I realized this when I landed in LA I got dropped off by this uber and I get dropped

off to this mansion in Beverly Hills and I walk into this place I like text him he's like yeah just come in the door like there's a full-bl party going on. I'm thinking we're not going to have like little wine, like a little sexy time. Full rager is going on. I walk in holding my suitcase. I look like fucking asshole. And there's all these gorgeous men and women in this Beverly Hills home and Beverly Hills boy, AKA pool boy comes up to me, hands me a drink, takes my luggage and says, I'll be right back. I'm going to put your luggage in your room for you. And daddy King, when he leaves me a minute later, a guy in his, I would say he was like early 40s he walks up to me and he puts his hand out and he says hi my name is bleep mr billionaire okay and he goes who are you here with and I say oh hi I'm here with Beverly Hills boy he owns the house this man looks me dead in the eyes and he says what

no sorry I own this house he's my assistant This man looks me dead in the eyes and he says, what? No, sorry. I own this house. He's my assistant. No, no, no, no, no. Sorry. Like, can you fucking imagine? I'm like scrolling Instagram. I'm looking at the houses.

I'm looking at him. I'm looking at his abs. I'm like, how is a guy this hot and has this much money? It looks like he only spends time in the gym. But little do I know, he's like a venture capitalist. He's got that. It literally wasn't his life. So now here I am 30 seconds in realizing I'm fucking the assistant. I was supposed to stay there for an entire weekend. And this is how the first two minutes have gone down. So I decide, you know what? I was young. I loved the thrill. Yeah. I'm not really into that con life, you know, but I just say, the thrill yeah I'm not really into that con life you know

but I just say fuck it I'm in LA in this gorgeous mansion and I'm obviously gonna just like fucking make the most of this weekend definitely was a mind fuck but I'm like who cares get me some vodka I'm thinking about vodka and as I'm thinking about getting a drink to really numb the pain, I lock eyes with this absolutely gorgeous six foot five looking man. And I just beeline it to the bar and I walk over to him. And for the rest of that weekend, we spent every single minute together. I had the best time. I never talked to pool boy again, probably should have stayed in touch with Mr. Billionaire.

But I ended up talking to this other guy. And you're probably like, wait, so did you just did you just stay in the house? You guys, I'm not kidding you. Pool boy basically didn't come out of his room the whole weekend. And I literally stayed in this home while the man was upstairs, made myself breakfast every morning because the house was so big. I'm like, I'm using the second kitchen. I'm walking around in my underwear like no one's home. And then I would text the boy to come over. We would hang out in this mansion because he was friends also with the billionaire boy. And then we would just like roam L.A. together. We were on an adventure together and pool boy was just like upstairs. Like, I don't know what he was doing. He never spoke to me again. OK, maybe there was

something wrong with him, probably. But like but like hey I got to stay in a fucking free mansion for a weekend and meet a hot guy so I end up going back to New York and me and this guy end up staying in touch we FaceTime every single day almost and I'm trying to think of a name for him right now so we can differentiate oh my god these fucking birds can you guys shut the fuck up okay one of them like shits on my head. We're going to call this new man that I start talking to model man because, well, he has definitely dabbled in male modeling. You know, fuck me, right? That's probably strike number one. But I obviously chose to ignore it. I'm like, it's part time model. Okay. And he's going to become an actor. And he's been a DJ.

He's been around the block. You know what I mean? It's not just modeling. If a man models run, sorry, if you're a male model or you're married to one, no, I'm sure you're great. Not for me though. Okay. So after LA, he tells me that he obviously wants to see me again because I've got the bomb as pussy in the land. And he basically proposes that I meet him in Austin for South by Southwest. This is in 2018, you guys, okay? So I book my flight. He doesn't pay for it because he can't afford it.

It's fine. It's fine. It's fine. It's fine. I was like, you know what? The last flight didn't work out. Getting paid by a man, all by myself, my way. Maybe this will go better.

And I convinced one of my roommates at the time to go with me. The plan was to stay with model man and his BFF el chapo okay and we were all gonna stay in el chapo's apartment now why is his friend's name el chapo you ask it's not actually fucking the real el chapo well el chapo this version he lived in austin texas and he was a tech nerd by day and a cocaine hoe by night okay the first thing I saw when I walk into this apartment to the left is full CIA level tech equipment fucking everywhere. Because like I said, this guy was a huge tech nerd. And I guess I think people consider like Austin is like the Silicon Valley of the South. So there's a lot of fucking tech people here. But more importantly,

once I pan to my eyes to the right, I lock eyes and I fucking shit you not you guys. I lock eyes with a brick of cocaine wrapped in saran wrap. As much as I was into this guy, I kind of had no interest in being involved in a drug raid in the middle of the night. I was really more so just trying to come and get some dick. But to each their own, you know, El Chapo, you do you. I opted for some tequila that weekend. El Chapo's hitting the bag, you know. I really do wonder where he is now because as I sit here, I'm like, is he still in the same apartment doing the goddamn thing?

So we go out that night in Austin and we have the absolute best time. We go out to a bar. Model Man and I are hitting it off. We're vibing. We're drinking. We're getting touchy-feely we're flirting we're with all of his friends my roommates they're like all of us are just having the best kickoff weekend time it's a fabulous energy vibe and i am fucking ready okay i'm like this is what dreams are made of not even thinking of door number three perfect distraction okay we get back to El Chapo's apartment and the plan was that my roommate was gonna sleep on El Chapo's couch and I was going

to sleep in the bed with model man who I had a dick appointment with or so I thought okay here we go I remember it like it was yesterday I'm washing my face I go to open his bedroom door and it's locked so I'm like oh okay knock knock like I'm immediately knocking because I'm like oh like it's me like maybe it like got like it's just like a little jammed you know it's just a little jam like I'm like kicking it nothing I keep knocking on this man's door. No answer. I turned to my roommate who's bunked up on the couch and we just make eye contact. Like, sorry, is this happening? Am I getting ghosted through a fucking wall right now? Is he literally ghosting me? And I'm inches away from this man. So I call him on my phone. Like I'm in this apartment. Okay. Numerous times I called this man. No answer. I'm like immediately rationalizing. I love as women when we're like the answer is right in front of you. But like, no, no, no, it can't be the truth. So I'm like, maybe he hit, you know, a little too much of the brick, you maybe he's dead like so I just go and I sit down on the couch

and my roommate and I were kind of like in shock nervous giggling you know where you're like there is just no fucking way like you've literally got to be fucking kidding me and we start immediately trying to game plan okay actually now let's get realistic like what the fuck do we do fuck him he's clearly ignoring me. And so my roommate calls a guy that she was talking to at the time because she knows a guy that knows a billionaire friend who has an apartment in Austin. And she asks if we can go stay there. And by the grace of God, her guy friend is like, yes, I got you.

Don't worry. I have a place for you guys to stay. And it was thankfully it was one of those electronic like apartment complexes that he could just like give us the code door. We got right in. And then we start to do what any woman would do. We start to dig in. What is this man hiding? Let me rewind for a minute. Why was I so suspicious? When I first met model man that night in Los Angeles, he was standing next to a gorgeous, gorgeous brunette who was clearly a model. And when I think back to the moment that I spotted model man, before I approached him, I, I do

remember like, he looked very cozy with this this woman but she ended up leaving early that night so I didn't really think much of it I'm like okay maybe he was flirting with another bitch like I've got this like he'll like me more we'll hit off whatever but as I'm standing in this random fucking apartment getting ghosted by the guy who told me to come to Austin in the first place and spend time with him I start to wonder the only rational possibility is maybe he has a girlfriend like I'm ready to get I'm ready to literally suck the living shit out of your dick you either have to be dead or you're a loyal motherfucker that's having like that you're maybe regretting your decision to be shady okay I love how he said loyal and shady in the same

sentence so you're a piece of shit okay so I immediately go to his tagged photos on Instagram and I barely have to fucking scroll and I find a photo with the girl that I saw him with at the bar and I click on her page and without a doubt they definitely have some history I I it wasn't clear if they were absolutely dating they were in some sort of entanglement but I I wasn't clear if they were absolutely dating they were in some sort of entanglement but I I wasn't clear if it was like a full ass blown relationship you know or maybe I was clear but I was just trying to avoid it okay so the next morning I wake up and I have a text from him saying he's sorry and he got too drunk and he fell asleep and accidentally locked the door but he says come meet us we're going to this bar at this point you know I can't help myself like there's there is nothing more fun

than when you have absolutely no emotional attachment to a man who's clearly playing games with you and you don't give a fuck like Like, do you, do you know what I mean, ladies? Where it's like, if this was happening, let's say with door number three or any of my exes that I like actually gave a fuck about, I'd be devastated. I wouldn't be able to not confront them immediately. I've, I've a pit in my stomach at this point. I'm like, model man can go back to modeling tomorrow and ghost me. And I actually wouldn't give a fuck. I'm just annoyed that I got on a fucking plane for a dick that won't even go inside me like this wasn't worth the dick appointment you know what I mean I just felt like I really don't care so I say to my roommate

fuck it let's just go and see what happens like let's just see where this goes for the fucking plot so we arrive at the bar and I'm not gonna rock the boat again I don't really care I'm just gonna play it chill but he brings up locking the door and he brings up the incident himself so I'm like okay bring it on he basically says listen I didn't actually fall asleep shocker fucking dick he tells me he does not have a girlfriend, but he did have a thing with the girl that I saw him with that night in L.A. And he was having a moral dilemma because they weren't on great terms and they were trying to really process. Or should we just completely end it or should we make this work? And he didn't I mean

guys listen how genuinely great of a guy he didn't want to start something with me until he knew he was completely closed out on that chapter I'm like oh how fucking thoughtful oh well I'll just wait in the corner let me know like what the actual fuck is wrong with men in the head what I wanted to say was then why the fuck did you invite me here, you piece of shit? This is a waste of my fucking time. But I wasn't as direct as I am now these days. So I just smiled, a little crooked smile, a little tear coming. No, I wasn't crying, actually.

So I said, totally get it. Let's just have some fun today. And kind of just like brushed it off. don't really care whatever and we never talk about it again we have an amazing day at South by Southwest we're drinking we're bar hopping my tits look amazing I'm in my prime like I'm just having the time of my life I'm holding his bicep like for the most part we just went completely back to normal we had so much fun and I was really able to just put last night behind me because I didn't really, I wasn't just, I was like, I'm not gonna let this ruin my time. So after having a full day, we all decide, let's go home since we were day drinking. Let's kind of regroup. Let's shower.

Let's change. And let's meet back up at El Chapo's apartment to go back out again. My roommate and I go back to our apartment. We shower. We change. I'm looking cute. I do my hair. I got a banging outfit on. Tits are pushed up.

I got the socks shoved in so they look like triples. I got extensions locked and loaded. I am ready to go. Okay. We get an Uber and we go over to El Chapo's apartment and when we get to his house I'm like oh my god they're pre-gaming so hard let's go let's get it again we knock on the door no one's answering I'm like oh it's because they're just partying so hard inside they can't even hear my knock so we were like maybe the door's open we open the door we un it's

completely unlocked and we walk in and we're like hey what the fuck not one person's in the apartment this man had texted me saying come over to the apartment not one person's in the fucking apartment like i will never forget this moment my ruminate and i we just literally scream like you've literally gotta be fucking kidding me no no you you just texted me to come here after the incident last night and no one is here so I call him I'm like ring ring it's me again bitch I've never felt more needy in my fucking life I call him about five times no answer text him no answer like again you guys I had been texting this man I literally get to the apartment he told me to be there he's gone ghost poof Casper and I'm like what is wrong with this man like now at this point I'm like is he in cahoots with one of my exes and just trying to

fuck my life up like literally there is a conspiracy theory going on because I've actually never been fucked with this hard. I have never been flaked on this bad. So we look at each other and we just decide now. No, no, actually now fuck this shit. Let's just go enjoy Austin, Texas without this piece of little shit. And we head to Sixth Street, which is basically the um street that has all the bars in Austin and we go to this rooftop and it's a gorgeous rooftop I'm like I'm getting my groove back I'm really like looking for fresh dick around and I'm standing you cannot make this

shit up I'm standing ordering myself a drink at this bar and I turn to my right and who do I see I see El Chapo and then I realize model man must be here if El Chapo's here I make eye contact with this cocaine man and he looks at me like he is literally going to vomit. Like he looks like he just saw a ghost. So I immediately know like something is obviously fucking wrong. And I'm wondering, but why do you look so guilty? Like what the fuck is actually going on? Like, yes, you ghosted us, but you can't blame it on being drunk. He told me the girl in L.A. is not even here. Like, what are we missing? And then from the corner of my eye,

I see model man walking into the bar with his arm wrapped around a woman and is walking towards the bar towards El Chapo. Now pause. I know where your brain's going. He flew her in. Oh my God, they got back. No. El Chapo runs over to me and he says, oh my God, I am so sorry. He just ran into his ex-girlfriend who lives here in Austin. They have a lot of history together. Daddy gang, it's not the bitch from LA. Now there is another woman.

He has his arm around and I am literally standing there like, I am getting fucked off left and right and sideways and upside fucking down. I am standing there and I try to make fucking direct eye contact with him. Now I'm like, let's fucking go, motherfucker. I want you to feel pain in your fucking wiener hole okay he presents he pretends he he has never seen me you guys know that Kiki Palmer thing I have never seen this man in my life I if I wouldn't even know if I saw him on the street, me to him. He looks at me like I am nothing. He looks right through me. All of his friends who my roommate and I have been hanging out with all weekend circle around him and all of them, except for El Chapo, shout out, pretend that they do not know me and my roommate. So just picture yourself, this man that you flew to another fucking state for

to have a great time, who you have hooked up with in the past, brings you out and proceeds to tell you he can't because it's a moral dilemma with an ex-bitch. And then he walks in the next night after ghosting you twice in a row with another bitch and doesn't even make eye contact with you and won't come up to you

and completely ignores your existence. As we go on we remember i honestly will never forget that feeling i felt like i was the biggest fucking loser on the planet i take my drink with my roommate we fucking chug our drinks and we walk directly past him i'm like i can't be humiliated anymore sorry the sun is so fucking crazy you guys I'm getting blasted just like I was at this fucking bar okay absolutely dignity gone okay we leave the bar I just remember feeling so embarrassed and and just honestly kind of like sad at the time like I don't understand how you can treat someone like that and I was also just like objectively enraged because I don't know. I think I like I would get very like riled up when I was younger if men would disrespect me and I would just go into a mode that is I'm going to ruin your life type shit. Like John Tucker must die type shit. But I can still feel that girl deep within me.

And I constantly remind Matt, like I can tap into her whenever she needs to go and get riled up again. So don't fucking test me. OK, but Matt's an angel. We don't have to worry about him being shady. But back to model man. So fuck him. We go across the street, daddy gang. And we go into another rooftop bar.

Okay. And just to give you context, like we were literally, we were going directly across the street to a different rooftop bar. And we realize when we get there, we realize as we get to the rooftop, I remember getting myself a little skinny marg. I'm like, okay, let's get back into it. We go to the balcony. We can see directly across the street and we can directly see into the other fucking bar that we were just at. And we can directly see all of his friends and him with the woman. I'm watching all of them. So what do we naturally do I take out my iPhone naturally no I can't have fun yet guys naturally I take out my iPhone because this is the biggest fucking slap in the face I'm like you're literally with another woman that's not the woman that you told me you're trying to figure out that you're gonna end things with like how does it make it

make sense like does my vagina smell this week like what is going on like he had just claimed that he could not be even physically touch me because he was trying to do the morally right thing with his L.A. bitch. Meanwhile, I'm watching him with fucking Susie cream cheese saucer up and get ready to be hot and heavy that night. That's what I wanted. That's what I was supposed to get. So I turned into a fucking animal.

I'm like, oh, you won't give me fucking attention. First of all, also, how I was really seeing all the detail is I was taking my iPhone and we were zooming in with my phone to really get a close up look. And I'm like, oh, yeah, they're going to fuck. They probably didn't. But, you know, you convince yourself these things. So I say, how do I get back at this man? The rage in me just comes out and I say, oh, I'll fucking show you, you little fucking tiny fucking dickwad. I'm going to get the attention of every single man in this bar. And just like that, my roommate and I go sit down at a table. Men start joining us to talk.

And we put on a motherfucking show. there is nothing like a woman scorned we are talking sex we're talking dating we're talking relationships i'm talking filthy i'm talking disgusting i'm saying this man could have gotten his dick sucked by the best fucking blow job he's ever had in his life he's never heard of the gluck gluck 9000. He could have fucking experienced it. And instead he chose his ex. And by the end of the night, I'm going so fucking hard. I'm leaning the fucking, I'm honestly blacking out at this point. Not even from alcohol, but just really the anger within. Like the devil, the demon inside of you that can get lit

when someone goes too fucking far and crosses the line and makes you feel like you're fucking worthless. You guys can all locate whoever has done that to you yeah this was model man for me a crowd of people just start standing around us listening to us and multiple people by the end of the night said do you have a show because i could watch this all day and i will never forget sitting there in my rage just being like, that's kind of a pretty good idea. Huh? Yeah, maybe, maybe I should do that. And boom, call her daddy and the concept was born.

So, moral of this story, daddy gang, is anytime a man fucks you over, I choose to believe it was meant to be. And you need to look at it as a positive because truly, Daddy Gang, it's actually crazy to think about. Had that man not disrespected me and pissed me off so much to the point that I want. No, first, let me take it back. Had that man not invited me to Austin Texas and then proceeded to disrespect me and had I not walked my ass across the street to another bar to talk my shit there is a chance that I would have never started call her daddy so thank fucking god I got ghosted disrespected it was all worth it like I get emotional when I

talk about it because you like looking back six years ago where I was when I was walking these streets like I hated my job I was pretty miserable I was at a really low point in my life and to know that like I had to go through that shit to get here six years later to have you guys and have the daddy gang and meeting you all this weekend like it is it's mind-blowing to me what we have built together and I literally could not have done this without you guys and this is as much your show it is mine I always say that and I hope you guys feel that like thank you guys so much for the support and I just fucking can't believe it. And I'm so grateful. And fuck, we fucking did it. And if you're sitting at home and you're miserable at your job or you're miserable in a relationship, like, it fucking gets better, bitch.

I promise. What a full circle moment that the idea of Call Her Daddy was born right here at a bar in Austin, Texas. And now I am hosting and opening my own bar for the weekend in Austin, Texas. Welcome to throw the absolute best, craziest party of the weekend. And I do think if I do say so myself, we captured it. I get here first night. I walk in and I was so excited if you're doing a themed party there's nothing more that I love than themed party okay but you know what I hate with a themed party is if I don't have a cute fucking outfit I love trying to come up with

a theme and I love trying to match the theme but if I have the worst outfit at the party I'm gonna actually go home and be depressed and cry and I'll never post anything I was so proud of my outfit you guys I put it together myself I think I actually look pretty cute. You'll see it on my Instagram. I had a little two piece set going on and Saturday night began. I almost sobbed when we got here. Okay. So why was I crying? Because of you, you guys make me so happy. We talked, I remember I hearing this girl that she was like, I just broke up with my boyfriend. I came alone because I was wanting to make friends. And as I'm standing in line waiting to get in alone was so nervous I almost didn't come because I was so insecure like she's like

all of these girls right here and they all start screaming they're like best friends we realize we live in the same neighborhood together I like get chills when I think about it I'm like so many of you in line we're making friends with each other I feel like we've talked about it on the show in your 20s and even in your fucking 30s like it's so fucking hard when you move to a new city trying to make friends and it was cool to see how coming and partying together like everyone was kind of coming together and be like where do you live like do you want to become friends like wait you live there I live there the amount of girls that have now dm me saying they have like friends that they are already planning dinners with and party.

Like I'm like, fuck yes. So we said hi to all of you. I remember coming back in. And this is where really the night started to get a little blurry for me. One of my interesting habits is that when I get really intoxicated, I'm not like texting an ex. Like I'm not like crying over. I'm not doing. I will find a stage.

And I will get on it and I will start to sing. There's something within me that I genuinely believe, like, you know, it could have been, would have been, you know, like maybe I was in another life meant to be Hannah Montana. Like maybe I was supposed to be Christina Aguilera. I ended up being a podcaster because I have a little bit of tone deafness in me, but I, in moments where I get a little too much liquid courage, I'm like, they need to hear what I've got to sing. Let me bring you to the stage. So the minute I saw this minute, I laid my eyes on the stage and said, Oh God, they're getting a performance. Okay. Now the problem is this is like when I was somewhat sober, daddy gang, I was completely under the impression like

oh I'm gonna just stay in the crowd we paid this amazing person to come perform goshy shout out you are so fucking talented this man is singing covers he's singing his own songs everyone's thriving I'm in the crowd I'm booty bumping I'm taking shots I'm literally getting lit with the daddy gang some girls are showing me their nipples I'm signing tits and then all of a sudden I'm literally getting lit with the daddy gang. Some girls are showing me their nipples. I'm signing tits. And then all of a sudden I'm standing right at the front being like, gosh, she, gosh, she get it, get it. And I see this man's hand reach for my body as I'm down with the daddy gang. And he's like, get up on stage. And I'm like, Oh no, no. Oh, Oh, you don't have to pull my arm twice. I'm like, let's go. So I get up on stage and I'm like oh no no oh oh you don't have to pull my arm twice I'm like let's go so I get up on stage I immediately make eye contact with the mat in the back of the house

I can see Matt is saying no no no and all my heart is saying is yes yes yes Matt so I get on stage I think I was only seeing out of one eye at one point in the night. Anyways, it was all great. I was having a good time. Just to be clear, Blackout Alex, the confidence, through the roof. I told my new assistant, I said, the next time you see me on a stage, wherever we are in the world, you tackle me to the ground. And let me be clear, in my drunken state, I will try to resist. I will actually say, no, I'm fine. Let me up there. Persist. Take me to the motherfucking ground because in the morning you'll get a fucking raise. Okay. So let me walk you through what I did when I got up on stage, daddy gang. And this is where I really want everyone to just live in their truth. You know, some people like to sing, some people, you know know like to show their tits when they're drunk some people

whatever is your uh kryptonite when you're drunk just lean in i take the mic i say watch this last night we lay at the lager dock We let the liquor talk. I don't know the words. The only thing I know is last night we let the liquor talk. Nothing after that. And as you will see, the confidence I was exuding, it's as if I am Morgan Wallen. And whoever the fuck you are, love you, but also fuck you. I was this close to already blacking out. And a woman hands me a motherfucking joint.

I shouldn't have been getting high. This bitch hands me a joint right here. And I have the footage. I take two ginormous fucking hits out of this J and I am... She gone. She gone. I need this after 16 shots of tequila.

Oh, let's get lit. Oh, I want things to get even more blurry. Yeah, I don't know. But the good thing about the Daddy Gang is like, I never felt judged, you know? So for the rest of the night, Madeline, Alex, and I all live in different places. But it was just nice to see them because I don't get to hang out with them a lot. And it was cute. I know they were filming content.

We had the best time. And the reason Harry wasn't here for the first night. And also, thank God Harry wasn't here for the first night. Because I thought I was going to go maybe a little chill on the second night. Nope. Harry showed up. I'm like, oh, I got to do it. But Harry wasn't here because he was dancing.

So then everything's going well. I finally get off the stage. And I go home. No, I'm just kidding. We go to the after party. Where is the after party? This is one of my favorite parts of the house. There are such gorgeous activations, but it really brought me back to my Alston roots.

No one knows what that means unless you live in fucking Boston. Alston is the place where all those nasty ass frats are and i loved it the house that we have for south by inside it's giving it's giving bunked up cozy let's just fucking drink till 4 a.m vibes so daddy gang come with me because i need to tell you something that happened at the after party that i'm still not recovered from but thank fucking god i have video footage because i swear to fucking god i bet you wouldn't believe me if i told you who the fuck I ended up sitting dead in the middle of two men, the most random people to ever come to an unwell party. Let me be very clear. Here lies my reputation. Saturday night, I almost lost it all, but then I fucking saved the day. We're having an after party. Everyone's boo everyone's cruising I'm feeling myself and you know when you're around

people that you love you end up feeling very comfortable to just like do literally whatever the fuck you want Lauren's here Alex is here Madeline's here um Remy Bader showed up like we had all the crew in here was like good vibes and all of a sudden I see this large, large, tall individual walk into the room who is like almost seven feet tall. And I'm like, oh my God, that's Blake Griffin. If you don't know who Blake Griffin is, he plays basketball. And I'm like, oh my God, that's Blake Griffin. But in my head, I'm like, why is Blake Griffin here? Like, we love it. Thanks Blake for showing up. But I'm just so fucked up. And maybe it's because I've dated athletes in the past, but you know, I like to really give it to them. You know, I like to like, kind of like fuck with them. And I think it's funny. And like, you know, they always have

people just be so nice to them. And sometimes I think they need to get a little dirt on their knees, you know? So I'm just kind of like bantering with him. And all of a sudden Matt comes inside to the house and he says, Alex, look me in the eyes, like, look at me. And I'm the house and he says Alex look me in the eyes like look at me and I'm like and he's like Alex get it together Mark Cuban is about to come into the house and like you know like we want to like we've got a business here that we're trying to run like let's let's be you know um don't embarrass me basically and I am like I'm ready like something I I can be so blackout I can be ready to be hospitalized but if someone tells me I have to do something for business and take it seriously I'm like let's go time let's go so Mark Cuban walks into the house and I'm like Mark sit down come on in welcome to the unwell house I'm talking to Mark we're down. Come on in. Welcome to the Unwell house. I'm talking

to Mark. We're schmoozing. We're schmoozing. And Blake Griffin turns to someone and he literally goes, why did she turn it on for him? But she wouldn't turn it on for me. I'm like, sorry, that it's just like an athlete thing. Okay. Marky Mark. We love Mark. We love an investor. Okay. So we've got to treat him with respect. No, Blake, we fucking love you. You were a great time and you were such a good, such a good energy to the house, But like, it's Mark fucking Cuban, you know? And I also fucking love Shark Tank. So again, in my drunken state, I kind of was like, let's pretend I'm on Shark Tank right now. I am not exaggerating when I say for 45 plus minutes, I am sitting like this with Mark Cuban and I'm locked eyes with Mark Cuban.

I'm not focused on anyone. I'm locked in. I'm on Shark Tank. Okay. And I'm pitching my company to this man. I don't know why I'm pitching it. Like, I'm like, I don't, we're not looking for investors, but like you want to have the good connects, you know?

And he did follow me on Instagram the next morning. So I clearly did a fucking good job and I didn't embarrass us, Matt. I'm like, Mark, like, let's talk about the industry. Like, let's talk about what's going on with like the climate and like social media landscape and like what do you see with businesses and like ventures and like what are you thinking with investments and like there's this thing that I want to be doing and I'm trying to figure out like should I be taking equity or should I but I'm going ham how did my brain all of a sudden start talking about equity after I just literally was slapping clits and fucking taking joints and to the head outside

she's a business woman and I leave that night feeling fulfilled I woke up in the morning I looked at my Instagram and I literally almost had a mental breakdown because there's something about watching yourself from other people's perspectives where you're like oh I'm like so annoying shut the fuck up then I did see positive comments so they were like she seems like she's having fun and I was having fun so it was a great night now on to the next night when Harry Jousey arrived. so sunday i wake up honestly i wasn't even that hungover which was shocking and i remember matt had scheduled this really fun thing for us to go on one of those pedal bikes where you drink you pedal you rage you play music and we were going to also have two buses and the daddy gang was also

going to come on the bus or the bike what the fuck do you call it I don't know I knew I needed fresh air so Matt was like get out of bed babe let's fucking go we're fucking cruising around town we're all drinking we're having a good time and I was finally like I think I'm back let's go Austin can't bring me down okay but I will say my mentality going into Sunday this time is like I gave it all on Saturday I conquered South by I felt like in one night and then a six foot four large man not Blake Griffin this time Harry Chelsea walks into the picture with fresh energy and I'm like I'm fucked the minute I saw Harry's face I knew round motherfucking too baby when someone comes in with fresh energy and wasn't there the first night you're like how can I not match his energy like I'm not gonna be a party

pooper I'm not gonna be like sorry I'm too hungover like I was like let's fucking get it again so we show up for the to the unwell house on Sunday night and Harry is already drunk by the time I get here him and Matt have been drinking together in the house. They're hanging out. They're having a great time. I show up. I wore this little leather outfit. I felt like a sexy little kitten. I was ready to go. I put on my cowboy hat. I said, let's motherfucking rage. The difference between night one versus night two is like, because we were going to have all the creators there, it was just a lot more energy. And weirdly, I thought that Saturday night would be crazier. Sunday was even fucking crazier. We could not even walk into the fucking crowd. You

guys were so jam packed, having so much fun. So we were just like pouring shots for everyone, hanging out with you guys. Oh my God. I forgot. Oh my God. Okay. I'm standing in on the steps. And this woman is like, Alex, Alex, Alex, I need to ask you something. I need to ask you something. I'm like, babe, get up here. What's going on? I'm thinking she's going to say like someone ruined my life last night. She goes, I just got engaged, but I haven't accepted the engagement. He's standing right there. And I told him, I cannot accept your engagement until my father approves. And I'm standing there and I'm like, wait what I'm like is your dad here she's like no you you I need you to look at him and tell me should I accept or not so immediately instead

of just being like haha sure I'm like does he treat you right I'm like how long have you guys been together he hits all the criteria and I finally look at her and I go baby abso-fucking-lutely marry this man everyone Everyone's screaming. We're cheering. We're like, daddy's getting married. I'm like, this is literally when people are like, oh, like, what's your relationship with people? No one can fucking top the daddy gang. Like, there is no fucking better group of human beings in the fucking world.

I dare you to fucking come for us. So that was fucking phenomenal. So much weird shit was happening on fucking Sunday. I'm like, this woman brought her baby there. Who the baby where's their baby i love you what is going on and harry though what i will say is like when you have someone with that type of energy you just want to top it and you just want to just like soak it in and he's just such a good fucking time so because we couldn't get through the crowd harry decided, get on my back. I'll go through the crowd. So there's just one of us. I can see above everyone. So like, I got a better option to get us

to this stage. I returned to the stage and I'm telling Harry, I don't think I can go back up there. And he's like, no, no, no. We're just going to learn how to line dance. Matt had thought it would be funny since, you know, Harry's this professional dancer and he's so suave and genius. Matt was like, why don't we have you line dance with these women? They're going to teach you guys how to line dance, really lean into the Texas roots. Okay. So I said, oh my God. Okay. I will line dance, but no one hand me a fucking microphone. Okay. I was like, I just don't want to talk because I was fucked up the night before. And it gave me the scaries when I saw myself online and I don't want to say anything that will fuck myself up we get on the stage pick up the microphone

like Alex why the fuck why the fuck I couldn't help myself something comes over me when I'm with the daddy gang I get riled up I get revved up the energy starts coming towards me so we get up there these women I'm like ladies we're gonna learn how to line dance line dance with us let's hear we fucking go the women they're going one two step, two step, one, two step, one, two step, one, two step, side step, one, two back step. Oh, well, let's go. I have no fucking rhythm. She's got a good voice though, but just keep that in mind. I have no fucking rhythm. So these women are going left, right, left, right. And I'm just feeling like a fucking loser. And I don't like to feel low on my confidence. Okay. Like I said, remember Alex drunk, Leo energy. I want to be

center stage. I want to fucking rock the boat, but I couldn't do that when we're dancing. So I started to get aggravated. I Harry's fucking doing the doop de doops. Like Harry's doing a little one over a little Tuesday Tuesday steps. He's out. I don't know any of this shit. He's rocking. He's thrusting and I've got nothing to give. Okay. And so I'm like, okay, I can't give big dick energy in that way. Like, what do I do? And so I grabbed the mic. I grabbed the mic again, daddy gang. And I say, pop it, lock it, poke it, dot it, country five, then hip hop it, zigzag, cross the floor. If any of you know Miley Cyrus, Hannah Montana, the movie movie i have been waiting for this my entire life so i start just singing the entire daddy gang goes fucking ape shit

everyone starts singing because also they were like yeah bitch we don't know how to dance either we all start doing the hoedown throwdown together it was the fucking shit let me let me bring you to the carbone bar for a second i was like how do we elevate the unwell house what is the best food to eat when you're drunk? So I was like, is there any way that we could figure out how to get Carbone activated on the Unwell site? The vision, just picture my vision. You're so fucking fucked up. You start to get hungry. And you get handed a fucking plate of Carbone spicy rigatoni.

Mic drop. We're in heaven, bitch, okay? Mario Carbone himself is here cooking the motherfucking pasta okay they have pasta jars as just decoration daddy gang okay just decoration i start seeing daddy gang bitches walking around fucked up holding the pasta jars i see everyone on social media like why are there carbone pasta jars just like all through and through next to like tequila bottles i'm like because when the bitches got fucked up the bitches said carbone i'm bringing you home with me and they did and everyone got to take party favors that was fucking

amazing on sunday we after party in the unwell house and we go in here and what was so fun was the whole gang was back together. The after party was phenomenal. The vibes were electric to the point where we had a security guard be like, give me the fucking guitar. Let me give you a little something. Not only can I guard the shit out of your lives, I can strum the fucking fiddle too, bitch, okay?

And we're all staring at this man as he starts just giving us a rendition. We're all fucked up. We're all singing. It's like we're having this big family reunion and we're all just like crying so happy and I will I will not forget we start taking photos me it was me Harry Madeline and Alex and it just starts our legs are in the air we have bananas I'm eating a banana like I don't know what was happening we were having the most fun and creating content is so fun it's something I've loved to do from such

a young age but this industry can be like a little lonely where you're like I'm just kind of out here like fending for myself and I'm putting shit out and what's so incredible and I feel so fortunate about in like creating this network of people is like we now have become friends and are supporting each other and each other's content it feels like we're family and it's fun to be like Madeline needs an episode Alex is filming an episode here. Like borrow my microphone today or borrow my camera or like whatever. It's like the unwell cinematic universe, you know? And I feel like we've all kind of come together and it makes it a little less lonely and it makes it more fun. Like every day I'm getting on my phone and like on Mondays, I'm like, Ooh, I want to hear

what Madeline's up to. And like on Tuesdays, eventually Harry's going to have his podcast come out soon. And like on Thursdays, it's Alex and Wednesdays it's me it's like I just feel like I feel like I have even more of a purpose now working with all these people that I genuinely love and now consider not only like do I work with them like they're my friends and I feel so lucky and fortunate to have this be around me right now and now it is fucking Monday and now we are gonna host all of our friends for the unwell final closeout dinner we have like I said Carbone is cooking us dinner I feel so fortunate I think the reason I'm also just like so like like into this is like I just want to be very clear so it was young me you know thugging around

like trying to just like date any guy I could to get like, even like a dinner for the night. And I will never forget. I, I called Carbone when I was like 20. I hope Mario's listening to this. I called Carbone when I was like 22 years old, pretended to be my own agent. Didn't you do it for me? Lauren, get in here. Lauren, come in. I will never forget. I learned, I go, how do we get in? And then I was like, what if we pretend like we're someone famous? And then I'm like, I can't do it. I can't take myself seriously. Like, I'll start laughing.

And Lauren's like, I can do it. I can do it. I take the phone and I call Carbone and I'm like, hi, I'm Alex Cooper's agent. And I think it's really important that she gets a reservation next Friday around like 8 p.m. We're looking like we need to make this work. Like, how can we make this work? Tell me what we got to do. we're looking like we need to make this work like how can we make this work tell me what we got to do and they're like who is Alex Cooper and I then

finally we hang up we call back we said Kendall Jenner do you remember that we go and then we have I said Lauren you have to somehow change your voice and Lauren's like hello I'm calling for my um client Kendall Jenner and they're like ma'am you just called we have number dial online we can see you're the same fucking number lauren hangs up we scream all we wanted to do was get into carbone because we're like we've just heard it's amazing but like you like it's it's like the best fucking restaurant i feel like in the fucking world you can't get in and so finally now i can get it and i'm like okay let's bring it to the fucking dad you can host it overall what i will say is i fucking love throwing parties and the entire team that has

helped us we have first of all I know that I don't want to talk business you guys but I do just have to give my team a shout out because having people around me that I love and trust and are so fucking talented none of this would have been possible with every single person that helped with this weekend and it's not just me and it's not just Matt there's someone holding the camera there's someone just me. And it's not just Matt. There's someone holding the camera. There's someone listening to the audio. There's someone that's cooking. There's someone that's fucking setting up all the shit. Like there's people that plan this, the designers, the social team, like it runs so fucking deep. And it's crazy to know that it started with me, like in my fucking parents' basement, like fucking talking to myself basically and staring at a wall and COVID losing my mind. And now to have built this,

I can't even fucking believe it. So to everyone on the Unwell team, I love you. Thank you so much for making this happen. And to the Daddy Gang, thank you so much for coming out. What I will say is this, I see so many DMs of people being like, yeah, it looks like you threw a pretty good fucking party, but I can't come. This is just the fucking beginning. So maybe where you live will be the next fucking city that unwell comes and brings the motherfucking party. Daddy gang, I love you so much. I'm going to go shove pasta up my asshole and I am not going to be drinking tonight. I'm just going to get high off a fucking lot. Everyone behind the camera goes, maybe, maybe I'll just have one at Big Al's bar. I love you guys.

Thank you so much for listening, supporting. And yeah, I love you. Talk to you soon, Daddy Gang. Bye.