So after a whole lifetime (23 years in my book) of not owning sun glasses, you know due to my odd face shape and even odder sunglasses shapes I FINALLY decided the time had come.
Thanks to previous research such as stealing guy's sunglasses and wearing them around (until they were stolen back)
I knew which type looked the least ridiculous on me.
Ray Ban Wayfarers.
I'm actually a 90's chick but I feel that I am just one 80's montage away from having my life together, so I figured these couldn't hurt.
Having never bought sunglasses before, I actually had no idea where to get these things.
So I used it as an excuse to go shopping! (of course)
I wandered around some upscale places thinking they would magically appear in front of me surrounded by a glowing aura of light and heralded by angels' voices, but it was all to no avail.
So I marched on home before my will power gave out and I bought that Marc Jacobs purse I've wanted that will just not take "no" for an answer.
When I got home, I hopped on the good ol' fashioned computer and ordered myself a pair of sunglasses.
And 2 days later...
They were delivered right to my front door.
::Shout out to the the US Postal Service:: WOOT WOOT!
|Thanks to these bad boys, I can actually see when I'm operating a vehicle|
|I know what you're thinking. And No, it's not dirty, it's uhhh vintage|
Maybe these bad boys will inspire a Ferris Bueller's Day Off work.
I mean, who wouldn't want to sing on a float in a parade wearing a leopard vest?