Monday, February 07, 2005

3...2...1...Contacts!

I've done it, I've taken the eye wear plunge. I up and got contact lenses last weekend! And let me tell you, it's w-e-i-r-d. I've been wearing glasses since I was 18 months old. The adorable stories about little Deborah hiding her glasses in the backyard over and over until Mommy had to tie them to my head are endless. The socially-damning pictures of little Deborah playing AYSO soccer with the shatter-proof, spongy, elastic band-clad Rec Specs are, too, unfortunately endless. Even after 3 days, I barely recognize myself in the mirror (for those of you who are wondering: I spend an average of 4.6 hours in front of the mirror each day. Just looking. Admiring. Sometimes posing.).

The Top Three Things That I've Noticed That Are Different About Wearing Contacts As Opposed To Glasses:

1. I can see my nose. It's nice.
2. I can feel the wind/rain on the bridge of my nose.
3. When I apply mascara, I can see each individual lash. It's truly astonishing.

But the best part about wearing contacts, and 99% of the reason I got them, is that I can have lots and lots of sunglasses. I've been wearing the same (beautiful, wonderful, amazing) pair of prescription sunglasses for the last 4 years. As super fantastic as they are, variety is the spice of life. Especially when it comes to eye wear. Now, instead of just coveting and lusting after them, I can actually purchase J-Lo glasses, retro 70's plastic glasses, and super cool cat-eye specs with rhinestones artistically glued to the sides. Mmmmmm, rhinestones.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

and after those above comments, your mom won't be paying for those sun glasses.