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At Screaming Mimi’s, an upscale vintage emporium just south of Manhattan’s Meatpacking District, the store’s manager, Dani Cabot, held out a variety of belts: a wide band from Donna Karan, a minimalist cincher from Claude Montana and what Cabot described as a “high-drama Moschino moment.”

He purchased a waist cincher and began to talk about waist training.

Say adios to those love handles with the side crunch; a proven waist cincher.

The cincher was when I heard my mother once say to a group of friends : “If after all I have sacrificed for my children at least one of them cannot retire me by the time I reach the age of fifty-two, then I have not done something right.”

Finally, she put Ms. Netrebko into the red peasant dress and laced up the leather waist cincher.