|*please ignore weird hand positioning|
that while wearing glasses I chose to work the Sexy chain angle,
The post, which won rave reviews in many librarian circles across the country,
can be found here:
Need Bifocals? Here's A Sexy Alternative. ( It's one of my favourites)
Unfortunately over time, my need to take off my glasses
became more and more frequent.
I wasn't sure quite what to do?
|*please ignore my attempt to fix weird hand positioning|
I felt I needed to postpone the inevitable for awhile.
However, having your glasses hanging from a chain in front of you
can, in fact, make you appear even more like a Granny than I realized.
Particularly when food is dropped and then caught by your oh so handy lenses below.
Not so much.
|*please ignore my repositioning which appears to have cleaved a finger|
I started to stop people of a certain age, friends mainly, on the street.
Please don't get the wrong idea.
My friends do not generally hang out on the street.
I've simply chosen a turn of phrase that may have given you the wrong idea.
|*hand good... camera about to fall|
once again, probably not the best choice of phrase
seemed to have a wide response to my enquiry.
Some hated them.
Some loved them.
During my interrogation I came up with a theory.
Bigger frames = happy.
Smaller frames = unhappy.
So it was with this in mind I went out to find the Granny Glasses of my dreams.
|*hand (thankfully) is no longer in shot.... please see alternate title below|
And oh yeah baby;
I am happy.
I was wrong.
Progressive lenses have changed my life.
I can see far and I can see near.
No more crumbs to try and squint through either.
As far as I can see...
It's a win win combination!
*Why She Will Never Be A Hand Model.