My Eyeglasses: A self-reflection

I wear glasses. I have worn glasses since I was in third grade but the ones I wore weren't at all cool. I remember when wearing glasses was not a choice I had, when it was forced upon me against my will because I was too young for contact lenses (or maybe they hadn't been invented yet, way back in the day).

I had those famous Sally Jesse Rafael style eyeglasses, big and round and red. I don't remember if they had the hipster style for kids back then. Surely if they had, my mother would have allowed me to wear them right? No, they didn't make them yet. How else could she knowingly and willingly make her beloved daughter look like a dork all those years.

Now I wear glasses of my own choosing, like these Jai Kudo Womens Eyeglasses , of the hipster intellectual variety. And I actually think I look better with them than without. They add a little bit of flavor to my otherwise plain, unmade face on those days (most days) I don't feel like getting dolled up. For those days I do get it together, they add a little extra pizazz that my husband seems to appreciate and that make me more noticeable in a sea of faces.

Suffice it to say that I've come full circle. I've moved from being the brunt of my classmates' jokes because of my thick specs, to hating their intrusive, inconvenient presence during my teen years, to now, when I appreciate their novelty and their contribution to my personal style and character. Ah, self-acceptance has its benefits, doesn't it?

This is a sponsored post. But the ideas are solely mine.