I've realized what it is about super high-waisted denim that bothers me.
(Sorry, random actress who appeared on one episode of How I Met Your Mother, which I'm sure I watched but don't remember you from, but you are going to have to be my visual aide today. PS: My grammar in that sentence is AWESOME. Conjugate that!) It's not that high-waisted denim tends to give most of us a more prominent belly pooch than we'd like, and it's not that it reminds me of my mom. It's that it reminds me of this:
Not that Steve Perry isn't AWESOME -- listen, I had this revelation while speeding down the Pasadena Freeway with the top down and the radio on, all, "Is that JOURNEY? TURN IT UP!" because "Separate Ways" rules -- but he's not exactly what I would call a style icon for young women.
Although...now that I think about it, with the high-waisted jeans, leather jacket and whimsical rocker tee, plus the long, layered hair, he kind of is totally on trend right now. I mean this...:
...does not even look nearly as weird as it ought to.
Man. First he lands that sweet Sopranos song placement, and now he appears to be the inspiration for starlets everywhere. Steve Perry is on a roll, dude.
