Today I decided it was time I wore my new glasses to work. They’re really quite cute. Note the zebra striping on the inside of the stems. There’s also an orange tiger-stripe pattern on the inside of the main portion of the frame. The lady at the optical shop referred to the hidden patterns as "a party in the back," which immediately caused me to dub these my "mullet glasses."
The hard part about getting ready without having my contact lenses in is that I have no idea how to put on makeup when I can’t see. I couldn’t get close enough to the mirror to put on mascara or eye liner effectively, so I’m just hoping nobody peers through my glasses that closely.
I’ve been wearing contact lenses since the 7th grade, so it’s really weird for me to do the glasses thing, even on a lark. I’ve learned the hard way that my tender eyeballs can’t take being around cigarette smoke or, heaven forbid, chopped onions while I’m wearing my glasses. Fortunately, I have no plans to drink at a bar or cook anything today.
With my glasses on and my hair in a pony tail, I feel like I’m sporting my secret superhero identity. Unfortunately, no super powers are associated with my unruly hair and more visible eyes when I cast off the disguise.
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