I'm hoping for something in this vein
Not so much these.
Or perhaps we could try this
But let's not go here.
Here's the frame.
Oh-so cool, yet sadly, black just isn't me.
Are you ready for the colour?
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I'm ready.
They're not.
Maybe in October.
They'll be worth it, but I again quote Tom Petty:
2 comments:
Happy glasses! Exuberant glasses! It's easy to make the analogy that glasses, like noses, are the prow of your ship: the part of you that gets to your future first in sun and storm. Sometimes albatrosses. I'm laughing thinking of bare-breasted bowsprits plying the waves. Coming from the other direction, they are what you bring first to others. What a relief out there on the sea.
I had exuberant glasses similar to that some years ago (you can see them in some of my self portraits in the first month or two of my blog archives). I loved them. My husband called them my fruit salad glasses.
I chose new red! frames a week ago as I've entered the world of multifocals. Feeling very brave.
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