Check out ma new spectacles!
I think I've always harbored a secret inner hipster.
It was this inner hipster that took control of my fingers and ordered these glasses.
When I first put them on and looked in the mirror, I thought
Oh, dear Lord, it looks like I mugged a little old Grandfather
and sprinted away with his glasses.
I laughed out loud. I made ridiculous faces at my reflection.
Really, it was like I dressed up for Halloween a few days too late.
But these babies are growing on me (plus, the prescription is a step up from my old glasses...
being fashionable is of utmost importance, but it's an added benefit that I can also see things).
I feel very writerly wearing them as I sip my coffee and type away.
Next I'll buy myself a fixie bicycle and starting typing only in Helvetica.
You can find me checking out organic fruit at the Farmer's Market
or perhaps lurking in the corner of a local coffee shop in my thrifted sweater,
listening to indie music on my old school headphones.
I'll make you a mixtape. Deal? Deal.