Waist like a skyscraper

 Here are a few shots of an outfit I wore out one day during Sarah's visit. When I saw Tyler that day, he said, "Shorts? You never wear shorts!" It's true; I only own a few pairs, and they rarely see the light. I'm more of a mid-to-long dress/skirt gal in the summertime, because--can I be honest/vulnerable for a sec?--I'm really really not a fan of my legs. I'm a definite pear shape, and my legs are my biggest gripe. I know we're supposed to love our bodies, and most of the time we're at peace with each other, but any time self-criticism surfaces in the body department, you can bet that my thighs will be the target.

What I've noticed about this outfit though, is that I don't feel self-conscious in it as much as other shorts, even though they're really on the short side for me (you'll rarely find me in anything shorter than bermuda-length). I think they feel more modest because of the high waist. Can we talk about this super-high waist? I am in LOVE. It's so drastic that it completely takes away the mom feel, and alllllllll those buttons! Goodness. For once, I'm thankful that I'm long torso-ed.  They might just become my go-to pair this summer.

 Shirt - thrifted, Liz Claiborne// Shorts - thrifted, Forever 21 // Shoes - Target
Watch - Urban Outfitters // Glasses - Bonlook // Necklace - Moorea Seal