Guys don't make passes at girls who wear glasses

(the Rome in clear)

I hate wearing my glasses. Hate. I think I look like an escaped soviet socialist who escaped from the Gulag. The worst part is, my glasses are fancy and expensive and French. If I could do it over, I would definitely choose a pair of glasses from London-based Prism, because they are b-e-a-utiful.

(the New York in cream tortoise shell)

Sure, they're probably too big for my face, but I would totally get complete facial reconstructive surgery for a pair of these babies, they are just that awesome. On the flip side, I look like this when I wear my glasses, which is why I usually wear contacts!

P.S. Hope y'all had a happy Thanksgiving! I was going to make a post honoring this holiday but I decided against it since that would mean admitting that I theoretically ate half my body weight in pumpkin pie alone...which didn't happen. ever.