My collection is growing; I have six now, and I’m not stopping until I become known as the crazy old lady with the crop tops (eww, right?).
So what prompted this love affair with mid-drift tops, you ask? Well, let me share with you. Crop tops themselves are not all that appealing. Unless you’re Giselle Bun-whateverthefuckhernameis, you should probably not wear a crop too with low-rise bottoms–it’s simply not a classy look. However, I am a firm believer is shaking what your mama gave you (a.k.a. flaunting something about yourself that you love), and I am particular fond of my abdomen.
I work hard for this belly, and so I like to show it off. But just a little bit. Which is why along with the crop top I always wear something high-waisted, just to give a little sliver of skin.
Unfortunately, however, crop tops are generally not acceptable office attire, (I know, I know, people are prudes!) so I find excuses to wear them whenever possible.
Today we were hanging around Commercial Drive before heading to see Childish Gambino. It was a hip-hop concert so I wore giant hoop earrings. I think that’s a thing. I don’t get out much …