Welp. The time came. I have had to go through the struggle of having horrid eyedrops burn my eyes and make my pupils the size of a dime in order for my optometrist to tell me that I need glasses. I don’t know if this is just me, but when I was younger I wanted glasses so bad! They seemed, I don’t know, fun? I never needed them though. I had 20/20 (?) vision for as long as I can remember. So, naturally, when I found out I actually do get the chance to pick out an equally dorky and chic accessory I was so excited…then I got to the store. I went to Lens Crafters because thats what we have in my mall so thats where I went. Right when I walked in though, I was overwhelmed. They had beautiful eyewear- Miu Miu ( I die), Versace, Dior, Prada, Dolce & Gabbana- so many wonderful things to choose from. As soon as I started trying pairs on though, my spirits quickly went down. I was getting so frustrated that nothing looked right on me. They all looked either way too serious or way too early 90s and I was so overwhelmed. Then, a dude working came over to help me and started telling me what he liked on me. All the glasses he picked out were super cute but they didn’t feel like me at all- I felt like a student teacher that should be wearing a heavy knit turtle neck with a just-above-the-ankles skirt and a pair of chunky white new balance sneakers. I h.a.t.e.d.t.h.e.m. However, he thought they looked good on me, so I settled on a pair by Dolce & Gabbana. They were amazing, don’t get me wrong, but they weren’t me.
As I waited for him to finish up with a couple other customers, I snooped around a little more trying on some trendy and uber dorky pairs. I loved it! I had so much fun trying on pairs that were a little out there.
I finally decided that I am way into the “grandpa meets hipster and has a baby” glasses look. I found the perfect pair by Ray-Ban which is awesome because they also didn’t break the bank. They are the style RX2447V.
When I brought them up to the dude to finally go ahead and get them fitted and made with the right lenses I knew he wasn’t going to like them. I even told him, “you’re going to hate these, but they’re way more my style” . He literally said to me, “Karli- I can’t let you do that to yourself” and I was like, “dude you don’t know me, I know me. Let me live my life”. Okay, so, maybe it didn’t go exactly like that, but you get the gist. I was so surprised. Isn’t the customer “always right”?! Well, anyways I got them. Because I’m the customer. And- ask anyone- I’m always right! Ha. Ha. Ha. But yeah moral of the story- If you have a pushy salesman that thinks its ok to tell you that you look bad in what you like- FUCK THEM. LIVE YOUR LIFE PEOPLE. BE FREE!!