I Get Weird About the Dumbest Things

I ordered some new glasses from Bonlook last week, and they were waiting for me when I got home from work last night. I pried apart the box, opened the case, and just looked at them for probably a good ten minutes. Then I locked myself in the bathroom and tried them on. Then took them off. Then put them on. Took my hair down. Put my hair back up. Started to go show my husband, then turned around. Squinted at myself in the mirror. Tilted my head. Frowned. Then I put them back in the case and set them on my jewelry armoire in the bedroom.

Why?

Because I am a crazy person.

I'm in love with these glasses, truly. They're exactly what I've wanted for a couple years at least...but they're the kind that I originally thought somebody had to be Zooey Deschanel-level cute to really pull off. So I kept the same ones I had. I started seeing similar ones on more normal-looking ladies, though, and they looked great, so I thought I'd give it a go. (Besides, the ones I've been wearing are super-glued together because I dropped them and broke them a few months back!) I had an idea of what they would look like on me, and I thought they'd be pretty perfect. But of course, I tried them on right after working an 11.5 hour workday that consisted of being crawled/snotted/sneezed/coughed on by a series of 3-4 year-olds. I was sweaty, exhausted, and not a stitch of makeup remained on my face, except for some smudges of mascara that had migrated below my eyes. Suffice to say, I wasn't feeling my most attractive.

This is a super-embarrassing picture that I sent to my brother last night because he wanted to see what my glasses looked like (he was with me when I decided to order them). The only reason it's making it to the blog is because I took it, and then cracked up at how my body language matched exactly how awkward I felt.

I seriously put them back in the case for a couple hours after I took this picture. I was so used to seeing me in the same glasses I've had for the past five-plus years, and these change the way I look pretty dramatically, I think. After some time, though, I realized how ridiculous it was, and decided to wear them the rest of the night. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't go back into the bathroom several times to look at them on me in the mirror, though. How silly is it to feel so insecure about something so small?

Today, though, I love them. We're heading out to run some errands today and enjoy the warm sunshine, and I feel back to normal.

Plus some lovely new glasses.