It’s official! I can’t live without waist belts.
A waist belt is the equivalent of a gorgeous hat on a bad hair day. Whenever i throw it on, i feel beautiful. Maybe it’s because it never fails to give me a superb hour glass shape (or even weirder- because i feel like i’m hugged all day) but one thing is for sure, a waist belt is a must.
Today i was feeling quite frumpy after waking up late, having 2 lattes, devouring eggs benedict and leaving my unkempt hair as is. I slipped into my favourite leopard print shift dress and leather tights to make myself feel sexier, but not even that could do it. Finally i reached into my draw of, at least, 20 vintage waist belts.
Simply feeling the leather and admiring the huge buckle seemed to lift my spirits. As i put it on i felt so good about myself i could purr.
Thank you modern day corset!
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