yummertime [yuhm-er-tahym]
n. the intersection of yum and summertime.

  • LAYE(RED) UP FOR A CAUSE

    LAYE(RED) UP FOR A CAUSE

    No matter how many times we talk about shopping, shopping, and MORE SHOPPING, it’s all frivolous in the end when we remind ourselves that we’re lucky enough to even be talking about shopping at all. Today, on World AIDS Day, we’re so incredibly happy to finally announce that we’ve partnered up with Gap x (RED)…

  • WE’VE GOT FIVE MINUTES FOR CYBER MONDAY, THAT’S ALL

    WE’VE GOT FIVE MINUTES FOR CYBER MONDAY, THAT’S ALL

    We’ve come to the conclusion that, while being our favorite hobby, shopping just stresses us out. It’s a matter of, “but, wait, we want EVERYTHING,” matched up against, “but, wait, our credit card hates us.” That, and we just don’t have time to shop anymore. We’re much too invested in eating six to seven times…

  • BUY ME EVERYTHING BLACK FRIDAY

    BUY ME EVERYTHING BLACK FRIDAY

    Everyone is all like, “OMG, IT’S BLACK FRIDAY!!! I’M GONNA GO SPEND ALL MY MONIES ON ALL THE SPECIAL PEOPLE IN MY LIFE.” But, we’re above clichés, and so we’re all like, “EVERYTHING WE LOVE AND NEED IN LIFE IS ON SALE!!! WHAT SHOULD WE BUY FOR OURSELVES?!” All the special people have birthdays, so…

  • WE KEEP WEARING RED EVERYTHING

    WE KEEP WEARING RED EVERYTHING

    Just like those moments where, somehow, someway, we’re naturally inclined to crave a bottle of Ranch, we’ve come to the conclusion that we also crave wearing the color red (sometimes). Totally the same thing. It’s essentially a feeling of, “Oh, you know… I’m wearing all white and light colors, but, wait… what is that?… BAM…

  • OUR RELIGION IS ON SALE

    OUR RELIGION IS ON SALE

    Shopping is akin to religion for us. Consider it an ailment of being 25 and fiscally irresponsible, a.k.a. we pay homage to the goddess named, “25% OFF.” And if you’re reading this, we hope we’re in this together, you + us. We squeeze our wallets like wearing a favorite pair of skinny jeans on a…

  • CHECKING IN: WESTHOUSE HOTEL NYC

    CHECKING IN: WESTHOUSE HOTEL NYC

    Four words: “the hours of indulgence.” Perfectly named, perfectly phrased. The moment when we fell in love with the 1920s-inspired WestHouse Hotel NYC was the moment when they said, “complimentary, unlimited champagne (and wine or beer) from 5pm to at least 10:30pm every night.” EVERY NIGHT. And they called it, “the hours of indulgence.” Dare we say, both of our mothers would be proud;…

  • JUDGE US BY OUR CUFFS

    JUDGE US BY OUR CUFFS

    This one time, Brock was all like, “I trust him. He cuffs his pants.” Which is a lesson to be told, we guess. Or maybe not. Regardless, we layer sometimes BUT cuff always (well, until we think it’s trendy to not… #truth). Cuffing aside, as part of our ongoing partnership with Gap, we took our…

  • DEAR DIARY: WE’RE ON A ROOF

    DEAR DIARY: WE’RE ON A ROOF

    Dear Diary, We went up to the top of a parking structure and took photos of each other for fun. This is our real life. And we’re ridiculous. We know. No, yeah. We know. Maybe it’s the fact that we’re running on a small amount of sleep or maybe it’s the disastrous effects of our “wine,…

  • HOW TO: WEAR SHERPA WITHOUT LOOKING LIKE A SHEEP

    HOW TO: WEAR SHERPA WITHOUT LOOKING LIKE A SHEEP

    One can wonder, does this coat make me look like a four-legged cast member of Babe or Charlotte’s Web? Because, if so, 1) we love those movies, but, 2) that’s just baaaaaaaad. Through the process of selecting a winter coat or, even say, a backpack, the line between livestock and actual human being can become incredibly…

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