Monday, December 20, 2010

Belts.

Belts are fun.

My friends and I will often compare the lengths of our belts due to their location and shape.  Ironically of course, seeing as we are female humans.

I find I often judge people by their belts.

I once saw a girl wearing a piano belt that appeared to be paint splattered.  This girl was approximately nine years old, so I decided she was annoying, wished she was scene/punk/emo/whatever the kids these days are calling it, and probably liked Justin Bieber.

I also saw a girl wearing a ribbon belt with a flower attached.  I decided she was a probably very airy and likes to ride bicycles.  She probably has a sushi night with all her friends from upstate and they go to tastefully small Japanese bistros.  She probably wears beanies and fedoras.  She may or may not be a hipster, but who am I to judge?

Love,
Starshine

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