I've been wearing glasses since the 4th grade.
Imagine the trauma of not only moving from the only house you've ever known, leaving all of your school buddies behind for a new district and being forced to make new friends combined with being told you need glasses.
I was not happy.
There were many days at the beginning when I would conveniently "forget" my specs. My mom would usually remind me in so many words before I even made it to the car that I didn't have my glasses. In middle school, when the kids become so much more cruel I would often take them off for pictures. Hence many photo's of me during that period where I thought I was looking at the camera but instead was looking to the left or right of it.
All through high school I begged for contacts. Every excuse in the book was thrown out there. I play sports and it's easier to play field hockey without pushing up my glasses every 5 seconds. Do you know how hard it is to spin my flag (band front) with these things on? I look like such a DORK! Didn't work. The standfast rule was that when I could afford them on my own, that was when I could get them.
Heck, I even blamed my glasses as the reason I didn't go on dates, you know that old saying, guys don't make passes at girls who wear glasses?
After my benefits kicked in at my first real job, no lie, I made an appointment the next day and was the proud owner of new contacts within a week. Finally.
As I'm getting older though, I'm enjoying my glasses, if nothing more for the fact that putting the contacts in after a long night out is a real bitch. Not that I would know about that...ahem. To me they're a sign of maturity and dare I say, I think on some days I look better with them on.
So here it is, a pic of me in my new glasses. I heart them a lot...

2 comments:
Fabulous accessory and daily essential for proper vision all rolled into one - good for you!!!
that's a good look, dudette
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