Category: FEATURED
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THE LAST TWELVE DAYS OF OUR SO CALLED SUMMER LIFE
In twelve short days, our lives are over. It’s a realization that came as swift as the heartburn that came with last night’s dinner, a.k.a. chili cheese fries, ice cream sandwiches, frozen Reeses and gelato. We’d like to say we make poor choices so that you don’t have to. Regardless, in twelve days, summer is…
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HOW TO: WEAR WHITE AFTER LABOR DAY
You, um, just wear white… 😛 It’s a step in the direction of complete rebellion — white after Labor Day. Almost as rebellious as the time we went incognito around the city in long, blonde wigs, walking into Starbucks all like, “Oh my gourd, I just need a venti, soy, twenty percent foam, eighteen pump,…
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WHERE TO: INTEGRATRON
Our Integratron experience can quickly be summarized by the following: Chris weeping silently to himself like Anne Hathaway in every movie she’s ever been in and Brock snoring SO LOUDLY through the most lucid sleep of his life, surrounded by twenty other strangers, laying on comfy blankets in an air conditioned dome in the middle of the…
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TAN LINES ON OUR MAN THIGHS
There’s no better feeling than the feeling of a breeze against your tiny peach cheeks, out in the desert. We live our life according to the gospel of YOLO and what not to do on Pinterest, a.k.a. the mommy bloggers on Pinterest don’t like nudity and/or the Nicki Minaj phenomenon that is society’s obsession with…
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AW, UMM, IT’S ALMOST AUTUMN
Amidst what can only be described as ‘everyone’s posting shirtless selfies of themselves in Tulum or Hawaii right now while we’re eating pizza in our underwear,’ we’re ALSO posting about Fall. This is the first post in a blog series we’re calling Summer’s Ending, So You Can Find Us Crying, Sobbing, Weeping in the Corner…
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HOW TO: DRESS FOR THE HEAT AND NOT DIE
Sunday night was the hottest night of our lives. Fact: Chris took a towel, soaked it in the bathtub with cold water, then laid it across his body while laying like a corpse on our bed, whispering, “I think I’m going to die tonight.” Which brings us to this next observation: people are really dramatic…
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THE THOUGHT PROCESS OF GOING TO A COUNTY FAIR
It’s finally here. We’re finally going to the county fair. We’ve never been to a fair together. It’s like another first date, but like four years later. YES. HOW ROMANTIC. SO ROMANTIC. I should probably shower. It’s 3:30pm. I wonder when we’re going? I should probably shower. It’s 3:45pm. No, yeah, I should definitely shower.…
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BEST BOOZY FLOATS
Much can be said about our attempt to become full-fledged adults — much, in the way that we’d just rather not. Brock’s turning 25 next Thursday (insert crying emoji, crying emoji, crying emoji, crying emoji, crying emoji). What happened to us? Where did everything go wrong? WE’RE TOO YOUNG TO STEP INTO ANOTHER AGE BRACKET.…
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BEACH (GOOF)BALLS
Consider this our version of Baywatch, WHICH by the way is being remade starring Zac Efron, but that’s totally beside the more important, fortune cookie point we’re about to make: Never jump for photos on the beach after eating fish and chips, nachos, and a carné asada burrito wrap. Never. Really. Trust us. Shop tanks:…