Not long ago, I woke up from a dream obsessively thinking about a gold stretch belt I loved and
wore in high school, wishing I still had it and wondering why I ever let it go. A few weeks later,
I'm in Wasteland in Studio City, and discover a similar gold stretch belt, only $14, with a clasp
detail I actually prefer to the original. For some reason the universe wanted me to have this belt!
Who am I to argue with the fashion gods?
Can you see the monkey face the belt creates with the pillow? Love it when that happens!
Until next time... Miss Absinthe