Way back on the 10th (my birthday and a bit of a messy afternoon), I lost my glasses in all the hub-ub of the day. I was in dire need of new ones asap, as not wearing glasses gives me all kinds of nasty headaches. I knew I had an un-lensed pair at home (somewhere), that I had bought because I just HAD to have the frames. Very kitsch, very neo-retro, and VERY me.
Well, one long week later, and I finally have them!
I love, love, love, LOVE them! I can see again, and they are gorgeous!
Maybe my losing my glasses was a way that the universe was telling me that it was time to break these babies out?
