It completely blows to let go of these. When I ordered them, in my head, I was one of the two nubile, slim young women on the palm-shaded Bahamian beach who were wearing these blissfully air-light leg arts. They seemed calm and oblivious that these fabulous, one-size, do-everything-in-them pants were riding at exactly waist level. I thought I could handle it despite my clinically diagnosed Waist Phobia, but I cracked as soon as I pulled them on and felt the familiar compression take hold of my primal mind.
If you don't suffer from Waist Phobia, you'll love these. If I see you wearing them in town, I'll be jealous and possibly resentful. :)