Hello!

I got these bad boys at Costco cuz I screwed up my other glasses.

And they work good enough. Yes. I also look like a wannabe hipster with them.

I’m at the point where progressive lenses would work.

But dudes?

My eyes are like the rest of me: a middle finger to having to conform.

Yup!

I’d be looking through the wrong spot ALWAYS!!

I’ve also seen others do the same. Why yes… They have similar explanations.

Both my mom and one of my sisters question why this whole fashionista question matters to me…

So?

I’ll share to see if others can relate:

I’ve spent a lot of energy building up my brain cuz I knew the day would come when my tits dropped.

Huh?

There will ALWAYS be someone younger and prettier. Chasing that? It’s a never ending cycle when I better off to make peace with my aging process.

thinking more about it? Why am I being so very binary in my thought process??? Like… Isn’t it possible to pursue knowledge and wisdom without being just a fashion risk all the time????

I used to go round and round about this with my ex-husband too.

After all? There’s a huge difference between dressing down and actively seeking out drab outfits.

Confession: I also love that I’m at a point where I’m getting to think about things like this. So much lighter. Heck of a lot more fun too. ❤️

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!!

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