A Be Band (or Bella Band).

Seriously, I have like, 3 pairs of pants that, pre-knockedupedness (I like making up words), I might have been able to continue wearing thanks to this contraption.

However, now that I am a bloat machine, this is a GODSEND. I was able to eat McDonald’s today and sit with my pants unbuttoned with my coworkers being none the wiser.

I bought two today at Target, one in black and one in white.

I love it. LOVE.

Seabands, you’ve only been working half the time, so I am now offering marriage to the Be Band. Sorry. Step up your game and it might be back to you.