HipStirr

Really liked the black, lowrise skirt I got at your booth at the Crucible Fire Arts Festival. Worked really well in Vegas that weekend. I managed to keep it on AND still have fun.

«For the honor of Grayskull… I am She-​Ra!»
My barbies never had super-​powers, My Little Ponies — were well — ponies, and though Jem was cool with that whole «Showtime Synergy» earring thing… no one really could compete with She-​Ra.
With her gleaming sword, tight white skirt, and rockin boots — She Ra was invincible. She way better than He Man. And yeah her headdress thing was pretty fly, but it was her bedazzled gold belt that always got me. Back in the day, I would grab an old white shirt from my dad’s «clean» laundry and then rummage through my mom’s closet for her smallest belts and pull them as tight as I could over the shirt. .
Despite all attempts to become Princess of Power — something wasn’t right. My belt lacked oomph (I mean the whole Hanes loose T-​shirt thing wasn’t exactly authentic either). It wasn’t gold enough. It didn’t have the right shape. It was not She-​Ra.
Later I became obsessed with Rainbow Brite –and it was the same deal– that darn rainbow/​suspender belt thing. I never had one. I’d try to draw all over my mom’s collection with markers — but it never looked the same. I had the hair, the rainbow outfit… but we had trouble finding that darn belt!
In my attempt to emulate my cartoon idols — I quickly established a love of belts.
I am still always on the look-​out for cool and original belts. Neon belts, army belts, black studded belts, big brown belts, svelte black ones. If you get the right belt they can complete and transform any outfit. They can make or break any She-​Ra or Rainbow Brite attempt.
And so… when I came across HipStirr belts at Weird Faire, I was smitten. I’d seen their utility/​holster belts at OffBeat on Haight — and had always wanted one, but always found them pretty pricey.
I decided to go for it though. I was no longer going to use my slew of bags, caked with crumbs, gum wrappers, and pennies. My HipStirr belt would take care of anything. I brought a simple brown one — (I guess it’s the catwoman… in the pics) and put it on right away. It hugged my waist perfectly. I felt like a super-​hero. My HipStirr belt would be my secret weapon of avoiding phone calls to banks about lost check cards, heated arguments with cell phone companies about lost phones… and grueling nights — spent looking for lost keys. I was complete.
Since that beautiful day, when I became one with my HipStirr belt — things have been
«Mentos Smile» wonderful. I wear it everywhere — and have yet to lose a single thing. I can dance my heart out, I can go jogging with it… hypothetically (I don’t believe in jogging)…I can do everything with it… and have received a slew of compliments/​comments (not EVERYONE can appreciate the beauty that is the utility belt)
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On that note… their website — can seem a little excessive. Some of their HipStirr belts can look very renaissance-​fair-​y, and robin-​hoody, but if you pick out the right belt, — it can change your life. Please note — that I don’t like to advocate buying «excessive» leather products… so I’d recommend only getting a belt but if you’re committed to staying true to your belt and really using it.
And yes essentially it’s a fanny pack, but it’s got sass and is one of the most liberating articles of clothing I have ever owned.
Tourists killed the fanny pack a long time ago (despite their evident usefulness), I think it’s time… to reclaim the holster/​hold it belt.
Time to find your inner She-​Ra.