Up Where We Belong
You have the song in your head already. You know the one. The Will Jennings Song from An Officer and a Gentleman. It's going to be in your head all day. You're welcome.
I am of course referring to the royal we in up where we belong...and by we I mean our. And by our I mean our waistbands. They belong UP HERE. Can I have a hallelujah for the return of higher waistbands? Louder, I can't hear you. (I'm in the Highlands, remember?)
Seriously, let's look at these for a second. I'm not talking about your front-pleated, poochy-crotchal-regioned, flat-asstic-Mom-jeans kind of high waistbands. I'm simply referring to a nice, respectable flat-fronted waistband that sits on your natural waist, that actually feels comfortable, hides a multitude of sins, and that doesn't show off 6 cm of crevasse derrière every time you sit down. Thank God. Finally. Plus, higher waistbands = longer-looking legs. See? I'm actually only 5'2".
Okay, that's a total lie. But still. Higher waistbands people. Check them out. Set yourselves free.
thrifted blouse, similar / Zara shorts / thrifted shoes, similar / thrifted scarf, similar / Eternal Collection Earrings (more to come on these) / Ray Ban sunglasses