Allow myself….to date myself.
To know me.
To *really* know me.
Is to realize I aspire to be Elton John.
(if you’re young & befuddled please to see caption under photo above)
It’s addiction so raging & pricey Ive
been informed decided I was allowed no other.
Fancy shoes? Nah. For the most part Im happy with Payless or the Mart of the Wall.
Beautiful baubles? Chances are the bling you covet is CZ.
Costly couture? Im usually clad in blog review items or apparel from the 90s.
You get the idea.
Im happily frugal until it comes to glasses. For me spectacle-selection doesnt merely help my vision—-it’s my daily self-definition.
On some level I’d known this, but hadnt articulated it until recently.
The Tornado kept me company one morning as I dressed & prepared for an important meeting.
Without realizing, I lingered over my glasses drawer and *hesitated* before selecting some frames.
“What are you thinking about, Mama?”
With that question it dawned on me:
- The pair I choose on any given day provides clues to the people Im with about my identity (am I a business-misfit or a wanna be Mrs. Glass?)
- The pair I don on any given day indicates how I wish to be perceived (serious? silly? frivolous? frumpy?).
- The pair I don on any given day oft foreshadows the day’s plans (playground PLAYOUT time? Rimless it is! TV interview? Time for serious librarian specs!).
- The pair I choose can be an indicator of mood (quirky red triangles? Im game for a chat! Staid & dark? Im all business. No time to play.)
Since the Tornado’s question that morning I’ve realized the moments I spend selecting my frames reveal an answer to a question I think we all struggle with:
Who am I?
At least for the day ahead.
Which leads me to ask you—ala this post in a way—what are your glasses?
What item when you put it on (or use!) helps to define who *you* are—both for yourself & others?
From handbags to shoes (hair-styles to bling?) please to spill ALL in the comments below.