The Story of the Ever-growing Pants

See these pants? I love them. They are Levis. I bought them at Sam's Club on Christmas Eve for $18 without trying them on. yes, I guessed my size. Yes, I wore them around the house for 3 hours with the tags still on hoping that the tiny size 12's would expand so I could breathe! They did.

Well, I love these jeans. They are so comfortable, and make me feel good, which is what a good pair of jeans should do.

These jeans seem to be ever-growing and expanding. I put them on one day, and they almost fell off my butt. I have to keep pulling them up every 5 minutes because they are falling off my butt. I can't wear belts because I am belt-tarded. Being belt-tarded means that I have difficulties getting the belt to unbuckle in certain emergencies situations. (And I am so glad that when those situations arise...in Vegas... that I don't wear a belt)

So why don't I just go buy a new pair of pants? Because, if you'll look over at my weight loss tracker, I still have about 44 lbs to go. I can't keep buying new clothes everytime something falls off me. That would get expensive. (The good thing is that I have yet to take my box of don't-fit-anymore clothes to DI, and there is a really cute size 6 skirt in there that I haven't worn for 8 years...yes, 8 years. I kept it that long... and I can almost pull it up over my butt. ALMOST. Getting it to zip - now that will be a different story!)

So my question to you: How do I fix the problem of the pants falling down, without making my pants look stupid? And without having to buy a belt, because, like I mentioned before, I am belt-tarded.