Apparently there is a first time for everything, and last night there was a first time for me and crop tops.
I don’t wear crop tops.
I don’t especially love showing off my waist, and also: I am not twenty, and do not have a particularly long list of places that I go to which non-bathing-suit-related torso-exposure would be considered especially appropriate. Besides, I’m grumpy when I’m cold, and…if not exactly “shy”, certainly shyer than “hello, here is my stomach.”
But I do wear a lot of sweaters, tees and tank tops that are so slouchy that they’re practically falling off, and a significant percentage of them are of the see-through variety, so I’ve been on the hunt for awhile now for something that I can wear under them and look like I actually meant to have it seen. Not like a camisole, or like a bra. Not like my sequined thing; it catches on everything.
Like a leather bralet.
My goodness, do I ever love this. (It’s faux leather, just $39 from Express, and just FYI runs big; I picked up an XS and I’m usually more like a medium.) I’m a big fan of bralets generally and have worn them before, but never really embraced the crop-top idea completely (other than one time in St. Barth’s that also involved harem pants and that we won’t discuss).
But last night, I thought…oh, sure: let’s do it. And I layered a short leopard sweater over my short leather bralet…
And then chickened out.
No no no, can’t.
This, though?
This I can do. (And did.)
It’s like Leather Crop Top Lite.
