innovations in belt technology
I was kind of proud of the belt I was wearing tonight over my t-shirt from the Korean Underwear Factory ($4!) Sorry the photo quality sucks so bad but I'm drunk and it's past 3 AM and I'm blogging about a fucking belt. Not everything is going to go off without a hitch! Jeezie peezie.
I bought this belt a long time ago at the Salvation Army which wasn't actually a belt so much as it was a really long purse strap that had a weavy-deal at the end like a belt. It's a kind of faux-leather looking-but-not-feeling situation and might be described bright periwinkle color.
So basically this "belt" that's far too long or just too short to do anything really interesting with has been laying around my house for like six months. More specifically, in the living room because I am a slob and nothing ever where it belongs.
Tonight I was playing with the belt in the mirror before I left for a couple birthday parties and found that at one point on my waist, it wrapped around one and and a half times, pretty much exactly. I flipped the weavy-dealie to the back, (it's not really a "buckle" or else I would just call it a buckle, and it's especially not a buckle because I am convinced that this is some kind of stray purse-strap) so the part that would normally sit on top of your pants button was now resting on my spine. I wrapped the remainder around to the front and looked for something that could pass as the new front closure.
As it turns out, I used this kind of horrific-looking junk pin that I think my mom sent me. Since the end of the belt didn't hit exactly at my mid point, I left about a half inch of tail after the pin which for me gave the whole thing a little bit more personality.
I originally was going to use a tiny silver dog pin that I've had since I was a little girl, but decided against it because it's so delicate and very sentimental. I knew that the thickness of the fabric would probably cause the little pup to burst and then I'd have this crazy long blue thing around my waist and a physical manifestation of a broken childhood dream in my purse. Then I dug though a couple drawers I toss random pins and things in trying to find either this button I have with a smiling apple licking its lips on it or this vintage "Take Back the Night" button I was gifted years ago. Finally I stumbled upon this gold-blob-and-crazy-green-swirly-thing broach and because of its equal value to the belt and strong closure, it won.
I'm not proud because I've made some fashion innovation or something and there's a pretty good chance that this belt is legitimately hideous. I'm not claiming to be any sort of authority on aesthetics because I certainly (and frequently) make major mistakes when trying to get too creative with my wardrobe... BUT I am proud that I was able to take two previously useless things and finally take 'em out of the Goddamn house for a breath of fresh air.
