I've a belt that I have worn for every single stand-up comedy session since I was 19. I fear if I ever lose it, my career would crumble. That's my one OCD.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I tend to belt, it kind of reminds me of like a more '60s girl doo-wop kind of belting.
I want the belt. Always.
Needless to say, I would have loved to have been a black belt instead of actually just wearing one to hold up my pants!
Belts distract the eye from a bloated tummy, a heavy-set upper body and all manner of sins. They can be a superb way to update your wardrobe without breaking the bank, and there's no reason to stop wearing them, ever!
I am always on the lookout for new gear. If I walk into a Louis Vuitton store, and they have a belt that I don't have, I want it straightaway.
My belt holds my pants up, but the belt loops hold my belt up. I don't really know what's happening down there. Who is the real hero?
I'm really into jujitsu. I'm a purple belt. I love it. It's a big part of my life.
The whole romantic part of my life was a wipeout. I didn't even own a belt.
Only in death will I relinquish my belts.
So, I gave my belts out to others to give them a chance.
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