That's seriously what they're called in spanish

Yesterday we went to the farmers market and got beans, paste tomatoes,
carrots, and mouse melons. I blanched and froze the beans, did the laundry,
and started drafting some leggings for me, but stalled out on the waist
curve because my front and back rise were nearly identical and that
seems... wrong. So, after dinner I switched to taking apart a pair of P's
old shorts to be duplicated. I was pleased to discover the drawstring
elastic I bought on a whim is an exact match to what's inside the waistband
on the old ones. Go past self!