yummertime [yuhm-er-tahym]
n. the intersection of yum and summertime.
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MAKING MONDAYS BEARABLE SINCE 7AM THIS MORNING
Honestly, there’s just something about Mondays that makes us cringe, makes us feel like crying, whimpering, kicking and screaming, makes us feel like the end of the world has come. THE END OF THE WORLD has come. Every ounce of happiness from the weekend, erased. COMPLETELY ERASED. But, then again, maybe we’re just being super…
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CHECKING IN: KEY WEST – PART II
We just have SO MANY PHOTOS from our trip to Key West. SO. MANY. PHOTOS. And so, we’ll let them speak for themselves instead of spending paragraphs upon paragraphs talking about how we countered our horrible farmer’s tans by spraying SPF 70 on our sunburns while letting the rest of our pale bodies fry like two…
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WHERE TO: THE GATES KEY WEST
First and foremost, TAKE. US. BACK. Please. True story: we spent one of our nights in Key West devouring an entire meat lover’s pizza from Pizza Hut (+ hot wings) in our king-sized bed, wrapped up in white sheets and robes, sipping on $3 happy hour pina coladas and more pina coladas, thus solidifying The…
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SUMMER SETS
That moment when we look at our bank account and we’re all like, “well, that sucks,” but then we look at our closet and we’re all like, “well, that sucks more.” True life: this is how we justify shopping. Oops 😛 Three summer looks. All under $100. In our shopping bags now. Well, except for the Adidas sliders. We already…
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CHECKING IN: KEY WEST – PART I
So… we’re sunburnt. No, wait… correction: we’re fried. Like two walking sundried tomatoes. You know, like, all shriveled up and red. Ew. So sad. So many tan lines. But, so totally worth it. It all started when we rented our convertible VW beetle, blasted Katy Perry’s Teenage Dream, and we were all like, hands in…
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WHERE TO: ICHI KAKIYA
Fact: you can’t live on milkshakes and curly fries alone. We’ve tried; we live above a 24-hour diner… It’s a harsh reality, sure. No, wait; a terrible curse on humanity. But, it’s like Oprah said, “You can have it all. You just can’t have it all at one time.” Which basically just means, you can…
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KEY WEST PACKING PARTY
We took these photos earlier today in our apartment and now we’re writing this post in an airport, albeit while sitting next to a man who wakes himself up each time he gargoyle-snores. So sad. But, in just twelve sweet, blissful, potentially child-screaming-filled, 100% ZZZquil-induced hours, we’ll finally be in Key West. And… we packed a…
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INSPIRATION THIS WEEK
A little bit of beachside, sunny, Floridian inspiration twelve hours before we jet off on a red-eye to Key West. FINALLY. WE’RE FINALLY GOING SOMEWHERE WARM. Okay, that’s all. Now, if only we had beach-ready bodies. Or at least tees with beach-ready bodies on them. We’d totally rock a good bikini tee like this.
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IF THIS WAS A 90’s ROMANTIC COMEDY AND OTHER THOUGHTS ON BEING BASIC
We’d be all melodramatic, sitting on a railing (just like the one below), looking up into the stars, thinking, “Like, no one understands me, you know?” after seriously considering going through a goth phase. Okay, no… this is such a lousy start to a post. Horrible. Terrible. Awful. A blatant rip-off of every 7th Heaven…
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