I’ve been wanting glasses for a super long time and recently, my eyesight got just slightly bad enough for me to get them! While I was at school this semester, I had my eye doctor order the glasses that I wanted so that they’d be ready for me when I came home for Thanksgiving. My mother, of course, loved them, but she’s my mother. I like them, too, but over the past few days, I’ve been getting some weird reactions to my new glasses and it’s making me kind of nervous.
When I walked into the room with my new glasses on, my father laughed and then told me that I looked like Clark Kent. And then he told me that they were kind of “mannerist.”
When my sister saw my glasses she rolled her eyes and said, “uggh. You’re such an artsy hipster” and then refused to talk to me while I was wearing them because “I can’t take you seriously with those on. They’re so queer.”
When my sister’s friend Lena stopped by her house, she asked me if they were real and when I told her that they indeed were, she responded, “You look like a rapist.”
A little bit later, my sister and Lena continued discussing my glasses and came to the conclusion that I not only look like a rapist, but an un-fun rapist that is trying way too hard to look smart but is actually really stupid.
My self esteem somewhat shattered from these reactions, I sent Shannon a camera phone picture of my new glasses to get her opinion. She said something along the lines of “I don’t know, you just look different. I’d have to get used to it. It’s not like you look BAD or anything.” Which, of course, is secret code for “you look butt ugly but I’m just too nice to say it.”
So basically, I’m a mannerist, Clark Kent, queer, artsy, hipster rapist who is not fun and thinks he looks really smart but is secretly retarded.
I really don’t think they’re that bad! I mean, I know that they look sliiiiightly pretentious and the whole Ray Ban wayfarer thing is both incredibly ubiquitous and kind of on its way out right now, but seriously. Are they really that bad? Let’s find out….
