Hello lovelies, and welcome back! As you may or may not already know, Taylor and I are conveniently located in Atlanta, Georgia, the sweaty armpit of America known as the Dirty South. Now, I’m not entirely sure the exact origins of that name, but some might say that it has to do with red clay, dirt roads, and the very distinct sound and soul of southern hip hop. If I had to hazard a guess, though, I might also add to that the fact that it’s hot as BALLS down here and the only way to ever feel clean is to 1) never leave your house between the months of May and September, or 2) take at least 4 showers a day. So, on that note, I’d like to present to you, dear readers, a little tip straight from the land of 100% humidity and perpetual swamp crotch: bathing suits are basically sweat-absorbent body suits that you don’t have to wear a bra with.
If you’re not watching Sense8 on Netflix, let me break it down for you: it’s a sci-fi show by the Wachowskis (who made The Matrix trilogy) about eight people from all over the world who are connected telepathically and share information, skills, and, occasionally, weird slo-mo group sex, who have very complicated individual lives and are also being hunted by an evil scientist. If it sounds ridiculous, it is, but oh my god I’m obsessed with it. As flawed as it is, it’s also about FRIENDSHIP and LOVE and ASS-KICKING, which are three of my favorite things. There are not just one but two healthy and loving gay relationships, a trans character played by a trans actress, and four main characters of color who have interesting and complicated storylines. I’ve gone deep into Tumblr fandom on this one, you guys, and there’s so many things I could talk about in embarrassing depth, but the most important of these is Doona Bae and her outfits.
Hello and welcome, kittens! So, you may or may not have noticed that our name has taken on a slightly less serious tone of late. That’s because, as it turns out, Taylor and I are not serious people. We’re a couple of idiots, and in addition to wanting to talk about clothes and beauty products, we also want to do dumb shit like write recaps of Lifetime movies and reviews of Diva Cups (IT’S COMING). We needed a name that felt more like us, so welcome to Resting Bitch Face. We’re starting off this fresh new blog with a lady fresh out of the slammer in LMN’s brand new original Mommy’s Prison Secret. We hope you enjoyed this explanatory intro, now let’s get into the real post, shall we?
A couple of weeks ago, our dear friend and number one supporter Adrienne hit up our Facebook page and said, “You guys, I really want a capsule wardrobe, but I have no idea how to go about designing one that works for my life? Work, weekend, going out, hanging with my kid, etc. But I really want to streamline. How?!?”
As fate would have it, I had already booked a trip to visit this lovely lady (and her equally lovely kiddo) in Chicago, which meant I got to be a REAL LIFE FASHION CONSULTANT for a weekend. Read More
I’m one of those people who improves vastly with a little makeup–although I love a full face, as you probably know by now, even a touch of foundation and some mascara does wonders for me. And in the last few years, “no-makeup makeup” has become a staple in beauty magazines, on Instagram, and in real life. The goal is to look like you, just better (and we’ll talk about how fucked up that sentiment is another time). But here’s the catch: most no-makeup looks… actually involve a ton of makeup and are super labor intensive, which, like, what? Betch, I’m lazy.
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
Trends, as we all know, are cyclical. At some point, your sartorial past is going to come back to haunt you, and for me and Lindsey, that point is now, apparently. So many of the things we wore and loved (and didn’t wear and hated) are cropping up in stores, some thoughtfully updated with a twist – ribbed crop tops are way cuter when they’re made of plain old cotton instead of whatever that disgusting 90s synthetic fabric was, for instance – and some looking as if they materialized unscathed from a rip in the time-space continuum (I’m talking to you, mini backpack purses. I REFUSE). But what’s it like wearing the stuff you wore in your teens in your thirties? Personally, I love trends, and I refuse to act like I’m too good for them. So this begs the question: can an old dog squeeze into her old tricks? We’re here to find out, and we’re starting with jeans.
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.
Happy Tuesday, babies! In this month’s installment of Gimme Face! we’re talking masks. The seed for this post was planted by our lovely reader Lindsey, who asked us on Facebook for a good facial mask to detox from a cold. I recommended Queen Helene’s Mint Julep Masque, which is a minty, purifying classic, but I was also reminded that I LOVE MASKS. They are a regular part of my skincare routine, and I’m always ready to try a new one. And thus, this week’s post was born: what if I combined my love of face goop with my love of a bargain? Naturally, LC came along on this adventure with me. Because she has beautiful skin, she’s still a novice when it comes to the wonderful world of masks, and it was nerdily exciting to me to help her sort through all of her options. Read More
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.