It was about time. After years of drug-store glasses (for closeup) and complaining that I couldn’t read street signs (far away), the final straw was not being able to read the labels on the grocery store shelves (middle). Clearly an intervention was in order. I love them…I think.
It’s just weird to have something sitting on my nose all the time, though I suppose eventually it will be second nature. Also, since they’re progressive lenses, my peripheral vision is compromised. I don’t love that part.
I do love how they look with some of my favorite accessories. These were supposed to be non-glare; I guess I’ll have to investigate what that means exactly. One thing I do know, however, is that I can see. For real.
Look Ma, I can read! (By the way, this is a fun book of it’s kind, with lots of vintage photos and lists of great resources.) I have to confess that in the future you will probably see more photos of me without the glasses than with, but at least once I put them back on, I’ll know what I’m posting.
You know, it really can be a pretty world out there, especially in focus.
Outfit details: Striped dress and boots-thrifted, hat-DSW, cardigan-Target, scarf-?, vintage earrings-flea market, other jewelry-personal collection 30+ years, glasses-local optician.
I’m also focusing on Patti’s Visible Monday party; see you there!