Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Other people's lives

At long last, I got new eyeglass frames. I was driven to it by a catastrophic incident in which I snapped my old pair in half at the bridge. Even after this, I tried super glue, electrical tape, crazy glue, scotch tape, duct tape, and then someone clued me into a miracle - nail glue for acrylic fingernails. But even then I rebroke them twice. It was time for a change.

As with many simple tasks, in NYC, this was an ordeal. It's actually an on-going ordeal. First, to make the time to shop for glasses. Second, to find a pair that I don't completely loathe. Third, to get the prescription right. And now, to get them adjusted so that they stop squishing my head.

All of this aside, I have another problem. I hardly recognize myself in these glasses. These glasses have distinct personality. They demand a different kind of girl. A girl who wears black turtlenecks with pencil skirts and boots. A girl who wears well tailored suits and big silver jewelry. A girl who listens to experimental music, only watches movies with subtitles, reads Der Spiegel every morning, and Le Monde every evening. A girl who scoffs a lot and looks askance at everything. A girl who used to be very politically active and is now very pragmatic and personally ambitious, maybe a little bloodless. A girl who doesn't eat sweets. A girl who makes other people cry when she is unhappy because it's more efficient than having her own cry. A girl who takes no crap.

I look scary. Smiling doesn't soften the effect. Smiling makes me look scarier. This is going to be interesting.

4 Comments:

At 1:28 PM, March 06, 2009, Blogger faith said...

the thing is that in my head, i am that girl.

and in reality, i'm something else entirely.

it turns out that my grasp of reality is not what it once was.

 
At 9:01 AM, March 07, 2009, Blogger C-Belle said...

I LOVE your new glasses. You don't end your days reading Le Monde?

 
At 11:59 PM, March 08, 2009, Blogger Stranger Danger said...

You're subconsciously targeting frumpiness. Peut etre?

 
At 6:34 PM, March 10, 2009, Blogger C-Belle said...

Stranger Danger, you seriously need to re-evaluate your definition of frumpy. Peut-ĂȘtre?

 

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