Guys. For the second time in just two months I have lost a pair of legitimate Ray Ban sunglasses.
We’re talking $350 completely down the drain in the span of a short amount of time. What the hell is wrong with me?
Never mind the fact that I somehow STILL have an ugly pair of Aviators I got for Christmas 6 years ago. Totally makes sense, right?
Never one to attribute such losses to my own forgetfulness, I’ve come up with a rational explanation:
It’s the curse of perfect vision.
Sure, you may think I’ve been blessed with good eyesight – no need for irritating contacts or cumbersome glasses. But alas, all you four-eyes have something I don’t: an instinct to ensure you have your glasses or contacts with you at all time.
I clearly do not possess such a gene.
So as long as these baby blues keep seeing crystal clear, it’s hello cheap sunnies and so-long Ray Bans.
Farewell, my friend, I barely knew you.
RIP my beauties
A Brunette in Boston 