Got my second pair of glasses and, as is usually the irony in these situations, the 'spare' pair probably look better and certainly feel more comfortable than my expensive sexy pair.
Have to admit that I find choosing specs quite difficult. Glasses are your most personal piece of clothing - you wear them all the time, they frame your face, they can enhance or hide your eyes (your windows to your soul), and, importantly, they can make your face look fatter or thinner.
The worst moment is when you try on the new pair, look in the mirror and see your new specs sitting lopsidedly on your face. You hope that the specs are slightly wrong, but then the truth dawns - you have a wonky face. You and the assistant then grapple with the frames for 10mins desperately trying to hid this fact and at least make your specs appear to sit straight. Then later, you take them off in a meeting, place them on the table and somebody looks at them, "your glasses don't seem right, are they damaged?"...... Pause... "The glasses are fine, it's me face that's wonky."
Leads to the old joke, "why is his nickname Isaiah? Because one eye is higher than the other" (thank you very much, I'm here all week). Vanity, vanity, all is vanity.
Current mood is restless.
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