I was gifted with poor eyesight and picked out my first pair of glasses in the third grade. For whatever reason, I wanted to wear glasses, have braces and strawberry blond hair all at the same time. Not that I ever really knew what hue strawberry blond was… it just sounded like such a delicious shade of hair. So I pretended my hair was that color and welcomed braces a few months after vision correction. My little rounds matched, “Molly” my faux American Girl doll and I was just about as cool as a third grader could get in 1998. Can you imagine?
Then, I wore contacts almost every moment of every day in high school and most of college which, I believe, damaged the surface of my eyes for eternity. It’s hard now, and so it’s rare, for me to wear lenses. So most of the time, I’m in glasses… but it’s cool because I’m still pretending to have strawberry blond hair and the grill that I wear on the weekend gives the illusion of braces.
Kidding- I don’t actually have a mouthpiece that looks like palliative orthodontia.
Nah, I just found a website that sells prescription glasses for hardly anything at all. (At least that’s what I keep telling myself.) Because I’ve binge bought an obscene amount of glasses since March. Can’t say I’m much for moderation with many things. Eat cookies, eat several; buy glasses by the truckload. Termed: Glasses Gluttony. Won’t give you quite the colic as cookies do but it’s still problematic. You put on a different pair and sweatshirt at Starbucks, ask for a refill and they think you’re a completely different person. First you’ve got on leopard, next it’s red. You’ll show up as a neardy bird and leave as Sporty Spice. “Who is this girl and why is her purse like a clown car for crazy glasses?” Don’t worry about it. This too shall pass.