Lord help me ... despite my strong belief that less is more when buying eyeglasses … I got myself apair of purple ones.
I can only refer to one of my favorite quotations of all time:
-Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Self-Reliance”
My old glasses were literally falling apart. I would place them gingerly (because the rubber nose pads were gone) and crookedly (because they were crooked) on my nose in the morning (about the only time I had been wearing them) and peer out at the world.
And I realized that they were older than my oldest child – who is 19!
So, I high-tailed it to the eyeglass store. I went alone. Perhaps my first mistake. But I didn’t want to agonize over this.
The sales clerk, who looked to me to be about 10 years old, showed me some glasses made out of wood. “They are biodegradable,” he said, “and the company donates all profits to charity.” Nice idea, but “You can put those away,” I said.
I tried on many pairs, quickly (because I couldn’t stand how any of them looked), but I kept coming back to this purple pair.
“Well, I think these might be the ones,” I said.
“Great!” said the clerk, moving to close the sale.
“But they’re purple,” I said. “I soooo don’t want to buy purple glasses.”
The clerk sighed as he sat back down.
Well, I got them. And I like them, I think. Sometimes, because of the shape of their frames, I do think of them as my “Annie Leibovitz glasses.”
But I do like them ... I think.
Which is good, because the plan is to have them for the next 20 years.