Retro

After an entire decade of rocking the same prescription (mostly through inertia), I finally got new glasses. At near and middle distances, I could see well enough with the old ones, but I was definitely missing something when trying to watch, say, a Broadway play from the rafters. My daughter and a young hip sales associate at the optometry place helped me pick out these tortoise shell Burberry frames, which the lovely sales associate said had arrived in the shop only that afternoon. I'm cutting edge stylish y'all. In truth, I couldn't see much without my prescription lenses, so I had no idea how I looked, but my daughter seemed to think these frames were the ones and that was enough for me.

I finally picked them up yesterday and was shocked by how much clearer and brighter the world around me suddenly seemed. Once home, my son pronounced the frames "somewhat hipster" and said he liked them on me "a lot." My husband's response was less sure. He studied me for a long while then mused that the style seemed a little old fashioned. I totally got what he saw. I had frames not unlike these when I was 11 years old, and again when I was in my twenties. Except back then, the lenses were so thick my eyes were like little fish swimming at the bottom of a Coke bottle. My eyesight is still just as bad, but technology's come a long way, baby.

I put the top photo on Instagram last night, and some people who love me pronounced the glasses "super cute, Auntie," and "retro hip." I can just hear Elizabeth laughing at my strategic "mama selfie" crop of me and my retro hip frames.