spinthemoon (spinthemoon) wrote,
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But will men make passes at me?

I went to the eye doctor today to get new glasses. I figured since mine are ten years old and really scratched and one lens has a big crack, it was probably time.

My prescription hasn't changed. The doctor was a little surprised, but I wasn't. My eyes went bad all at once when I was eleven (too much reading) and my prescription has only changed slightly once since then. Which I guess is how I managed to end up with the same glasses for ten years, thereby becoming one of those old ladies who are hoplessly out of date, walking around in styles that haven't been fashionable in a decade. If I'm not careful, next I'll be sporting an oversized sequin-embellished sweatshirt with enormous shoulder pads.

So, I tried on frames. Lots and lots and lots of them. The assistant was very young. I think I have shoes older than him. He offered me a pair of tortoise shell cat-eyes and I had to laugh. I told him when I was a kid, those were the glasses we made fun of people for wearing.

Frames right now are really tiny. I wear glasses because I need to see. Trying to keep my range of vision within a half-inch sliver of glass while driving down the freeway doesn't sound like a good idea to me, but apparently it's the fashionable thing to do.

In the end, I picked a pair of Kate Spade frames in a brushed coppery-bronzy tone. I think the official name was "shiny brown". I feel like such a sellout.
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