The more I looked at my glasses, the more I realized that while I didn't hate them right now, I could definitely see myself hating them in the future. When I thought about looking into the mirror two or three years from now and seeing those same glasses staring back, well, I just couldn't imagine being happy with that. I liked the colour, but the shape was already starting to get on my nerves. In my inability to decide between the vaguely cats eye shape I found interesting and the rectangular shape of my beloved broken frames, I chose some odd hybrid and the more I stared at that shape, the more I knew I would grow to hate it in the years to come. I could just imagine the "accident" that would befall these frames the day I snapped and couldn't take it any longer.

So I took them back. It was a little weird--glasses are sort of like underwear; there's an understanding that once you leave the store with them, you're stuck with them. I have to say, though, the Lenscrafter's people were great. Didn't bat an eyelash, and assured me that what they really wanted was for me to be happy, even it did mean they'd be making an unexpected $400 donation to Gift Of Sight.

I really appreciated everyone's input on the old new glasses, but I think I'm going to be much happier with these.

Teresa and Steve - 7-12-2007 4-26-36 PM -008.jpg

July 12, 2007 at 05:45pm | Permalink | Comments (5)

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WOW!

I liked the other ones. But those are totally fab! Good choice.

Posted by LadyMac on July 14 at 07:04pm

god, I can see diva girl in you there! x

Posted by jenny on July 15 at 11:33am

You look about ten years younger in that photo- those glasses must be magic!

Posted by Swanhilde on July 15 at 07:37pm

Super cute! Enjoy!

Posted by HIllary on July 16 at 09:31am

they look good.

Posted by meta-dad on July 17 at 05:26pm

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