My Newfangled Lorgnette (a.k.a My New Glasses)

At long last, the time felt quite ripe and right to get my eyes checked and pick out some new specs. I have wanted to do this for many, many months, but kept telling myself to be realistic and focus on school and such. Well, I tried to stay in this mindset, but when Mackenzie, one of my best friends--as if you didn't know already, voiced how much she wanted new glasses, by golly, I couldn't ignore the same notion trying to surge from my twitching mouth. So, this last Tuesday, her and I ventured forth to the local Lens Crafters located in the Red Cliffs Mall.

To summarize the journey and happenings which took place there, we both got eye appointments. Mackenzie picked out her glasses AFTER me (I had been looking for a half hour or more already). It took her 15 minutes to choose, and it took me 2 hours. In my defense, I stink at deciding/picking out most solid matter of value. Also, Mackenzie's very glasses savvy and knows the different styles, brands, and so on. She kind of knew what she wanted, at least far more than I did. Me, I was incredibly clueless--except I knew I didn't want just plain ol' wire frames ever again. I wanted plastic frames--and somewhat chunky. That helped me slightly, but I had no idea 90 or more percent of the frames were plastic there. In conclusion, it was so giddily fun and hopelessly maddening trying to find the glasses that were, to quote The Three Bears, "just right."

At last, after driving everyone in slight vicinity from me nuts with my incessant hesitation and which-is-the-right-frame-for-me? confusion, I was basically convinced with which glasses fit me the best. I couldn't be happier with them. I really liked them when I picked them out, but, because I had to run to a meeting, I couldn't pick them up until the next day. Garbage!

So the next morning, I was excited and filled with trepidation. I couldn't wait to seize my very own awesome spectacles, but I kept feeling unsure and uneasy. "Did I pick out too flashy or bold glasses for my taste or wearability?" I couldn't help ask to myself and aloud to all who were present. After putting them on for the first time, though I loved how the glasses looked, I kept feeling unsure about how they really looked on me. But, as the day wore on, I couldn't believe how much the glasses seemed to fit me: unique and reflective...okay, that was a lame pun.

In short, I seem to suck incredibly at quickly picking out glasses, but thanks to Mackenzie, Bree Squires and their limitless patience and struggle to keep their sanity, I was able to pick out the coolest glasses I've ever seen and never thought I'd own, let alone, be able to wear.

Well (this is for mainly Lisa) you be the judge. But if you even try to diss my glasses, I shall incinerate the very fabric of your soul: