Fashion Forms

Here’s the thing: I don’t really understand how time works. I’ll pack a day full of tasks and errands that I’m sure I’ll be able to complete, only to make it halfway through the list. I’m never late to work, but sometimes I show up with no makeup or fourth-day hair that really should’ve been washed because I don’t seem to understand that getting ready actually takes time and isn’t a magical process. I constantly forget to account for traffic on the way to the gym during morning rush hour and have to cut my workouts short, or, if I don’t have anywhere to be, I’ll do All The Moves and be surprised that I’ve been lifting weights for an hour. Read More

RBF Recommends: Simple Pleasures

You guys, let’s face it: things have been awful lately. There are Nazis and white supremacists marching in the streets, our shit-ass President can’t stay off Twitter and continues to wage war on his fellow Americans at every possible turn, it’s been hot af for what feels like years (shout out to global warming, which definitely fucking exists!), and this season of Game of Thrones SUCKED. (Yes, I said it. That finale was boring trash, and the only good thing that happened all season was them dragons and all the ladies’ outfits.)

In times like these, we have to get real basic with our gratitude. Personally, I’m just living for the little things and hoping they’ll add up. If you, too, are in the market for some small bits of good amid the general dumpster fire of 2017, this post is for you. Read More

Sunday Supper – Grant Park Farmers Market

Ah Spring. The season of rain showers, open windows, almost getting away with wearing a bathing suit as a shirt, and FARMERS MARKETS.  Taylor and I decided to spend last Sunday morning perusing the booths at the Grant Park Farmers Market to see what farm-fresh treats they had to offer that we could then go home and turn into a delicious (sort-of) healthy Sunday supper. Here’s what we came up with.  Read More

5 Simple Steps to Eating Right

LOL JK this post is just about me and Taylor going to the Food Truck Festival in beautiful Grant Park over the weekend and stuffing our pie holes until we could no longer bear to be wearing pants. Listen. Everybody deserves a cheat day every now and then. This was ours, and we decided to make it count.
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An Ode to Target

Hello, lovelies! We’re back, and we sincerely apologize for the 2 week hiatus and for lying to you and saying that we would only be taking 1 week off, but Taylor was in Hawaii and I was on a 5 day long Catfish bender, so ya know, life got in the way. By the way, have y’all seen the one where the lady contacts the girl through Facebook saying that she’s been talking to the girl’s dad who has been dead for years? It. Is. Craaaaay.

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Leggings ARE Pants!

Lindsey and I spend the majority of our time in what, a decade ago, would’ve been called “stretch pants.” We both go to the gym a lot; she works from home; and I’m a nanny. So comfortable clothes are pretty key to our day to day life. Read More

Yeah, We Wrote A Brunch Post.

Call us basic if you want, but we love brunch, okay? It combines two of life’s great pleasures – fancy breakfast food and day drinking – and for that reason it’s a meal that has achieved iconic status. So you know a brunch post had to be inevitable, and you know that brunch had to be eaten in downtown Decatur, because your girls love a cute restaurant in a historic building. Which is also why we chose Revival, Kevin Gillespie’s homey (literally–the space is a beautiful old house that has been restored as closely as possible to its original state) classic Southern food concept on Church Street.

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Does This Come In Black?

Well fam, it’s Tuesday, and you know what that means – you’re one day closer to Sunday brunch… aaaand a new TST post! We decided to give the people what they want and show y’all some clothes this week since we do fancy ourselves a style blog and we were naked last week, on a break the week before that, and then pretty much just complaining about stuff in our last post of December. Read More

Take Care

Although we as a nation are divided, after perusing social media on New Year’s Eve, it seems there’s one thing we can all agree on: 2016 was a dumpster fire and is cordially invited to go fuck itself. As relieved as Lindsey and I are to see the backside of the shitshow of these last twelve months, though, there are a lot of reasons 2017 is likely to be just as rough a ride, which is why in our first post of the year, we want to talk to you about the importance of self-care.  Read More

Ho Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum

As I sit here under my Christmas tree on my third glass of $8 Kroger wine, wrapping the last of my Christmas gifts and cringing and dying a little on the inside every time I stick a piece of tape full of dog hair onto a package, it’s hard to muster up even the most microscopic amount of Christmas spirit. Read More