High Waist Short Shorts Overdose
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
Last weekend I needed to go to rehab. I was worried about myself. I felt ill and overwhelmed. No, I had not caught the Amy Winehouse flu or been spending too much time with Britany Spears or had one too many expressos with Lindsay Lohan. I had seen too many pairs of bad high waist short shorts.
All summer I have been a fan of the high waist short endulging myself in a great pair I found in Milan two years ago. But this weekend I overdosed , all of a sudden all I could see was bad high waist short shorts. Friday 6:05pm Smith St Fitzroy, too tight, felt disappointed, Saturday 1:45pm Chapel St South Yarra, shoe and short combination a little wrong, felt sad and worried, Sunday 4:18pm Barkly St St Kilda, too tight and short, felt distressed. Then again and again bad high waist shorts were everywhere. I was devastated, I loved them but they were all bad, what was going wrong! I had overdosed. I needed time out, I needed 'short' rehab. Then Monday 11:48am on the tram my health was restored, perfect high waist shorts teamed with tan flats, excellent contrast belt and a scarf. The shorts fitted perfectly tight through the waist and stomach but room in the leg (my short rule of being able to fit one or too fingers between the fabric and leg was demonstrated perfectly) I could breath easy there was hope. Someone got it right and just in time for winter!