>> Remember when I regaled you with a slightly longwinded and boring tale about my shortsighted woes? You thought you had heard the end of my MINUS 10 myopic eyesight (I like to just throw the number out there because only then, do people realise how severe my shortsightedness actually is). The story has a rather stupid and boneheaded conclusion. You should all simultaneously do a big forehead slap when you hear this.
When I tried to go all fashion-y and attempt to buy some lovely Prism glasses, my opticians duly told me that they were far too big for my prescription and would cause a sort of goldfish bowl effect should I attempt to get lenses for them. Turns out, my opticians just didn't offer the thinnest sort of lenses. A visit to the very brilliant 20/20 (where Steve also got his specs) and they told me there were super thin lens for my super high prescription, all the way from Japan. Tell me anything is from Japan and I'll immediately nod my head in excitement. The downside is of course the cost. I don't want to even say how much I spent but let's just say they need their own insurance policy. To would-be muggers, take my bag, my laptop, my shoes, but stay the fuck away from my glasses.
The EPOS frames I chose however were a real bargain in 20/20's sale and they're a good start to my wearing glasses more often and perhaps getting more options (Arckiv's bespoke glasses service is looking really tasty). This is therefore a piccy post to say "Hey, I have four eyes, but you know what? I always had four eyes. Except those invisible little contact lenses were caning my real eyes to death. Annoyingly pushing my glasses up my non-existent nose or weeping eyes that go all red and crusty every so often? I choose the first."
