I wound up needing new glasses after a flight with a fairly aggressive flight attendant who needed every square inch of my carry-on to be under the seat. With the last shove, I heard the snap. My glasses. My favorite glasses. The glasses I have had for years. That fit perfectly and are so cute. Snapped.
I headed out thinking I could find the same pair. I trekked an hour away to visit the shop where I had purchased them a few years back. Discontinued. Discontinued? No!!!
So the search began. I have a narrow face and though the hot pink studded children's frames do fit, it's not precisely the looking I would like to cultivate. I scavenged every optical store I could find. Nothing caught my eye ;)
Finally, I ran into these. I thought they were a little big for my face, or maybe too bold in black and white, but then I realized it. The perfect thing about these glasses just might be that they're not perfect. They are a little different. A little loud. A little much. But that's what makes them me. And so voila, a new era has begun.
Furla frames in black & white