People need to start helping me decide whether i should start wearing my glasses. Here's the truth, i fucking need to wear them. The whole world is so vague and blurry without them. Lines are melting into each other and I can't tell whether people are looking at me weird on public transport or simply looking at something behind me. I've rejected them completely because I, like most girls care about the way i look and I know i look 100% better without them. Also, they are so 'hipster' ( i got them when i was like 18 ). The thing is, most glasses that aren't 'hipster' looking just aren't that good. I guess i have no other choice but to look 'hipsterish'. Anyway, the benefits of wearing glasses besides actually being able to see is looking " bookish " which i like. It suits my personality. Plus, i feel like it makes me look like a serious, Larry Davidish sort of character which i'm into as well.
Wearing these frames means i'm gonna have to wear nothing but unisex clothes ( which is OK with me tbh ). Can you imagine me wearing these with something girly? I'm not into that vibe too much. I feel like I've grown up a heap this year. Even mum told me the other day that i've aged quite a lot on the face. I'm over this race that we've all been in for our entire lifetime. The race to be the babest, thinnest, coolest etc. etc. That's what stopped me from wearing my glasses. But now that that shit is behind me, i think i can start wearing them. Caring about looking babe is so tiring. It's no secret we've all been in that race and tired ourselves out with diets, trends and cosmetic tweakings. But i have no judgement on people who still care. How can you NOT fucking care? All people care about these days is what is on the surface. I am a lover of aesthetics and even I get drawn towards a pretty face, building, cover, color etc. However, i know that what looks good on the outside lasts only for a short time. What is behind that is what endures through sand, sun and rust. OK sorry for all this preachy shit. But the point is, I think i might be ready to wear my glasses. My glasses. The glasses i've been needing but avoiding for this whole time for reasons of vanity.
I'm gonna have days where i wanna look pretty. But I prefer to be taken seriously as a writer trying to get published, a person who's got things to say, someone who is funny and learned and well read. I prefer to demand respect than a cat call. Have you ever seen those women in Coles who are buying lettuce or Coffee and they're wearing like jeans and a plain top but they look so fucking expensive and quiet and composed and you're like DAMN. THAT'S The person i wanna be. The lady at Coles who you're just respecting in awe.
Wearing these frames means i'm gonna have to wear nothing but unisex clothes ( which is OK with me tbh ). Can you imagine me wearing these with something girly? I'm not into that vibe too much. I feel like I've grown up a heap this year. Even mum told me the other day that i've aged quite a lot on the face. I'm over this race that we've all been in for our entire lifetime. The race to be the babest, thinnest, coolest etc. etc. That's what stopped me from wearing my glasses. But now that that shit is behind me, i think i can start wearing them. Caring about looking babe is so tiring. It's no secret we've all been in that race and tired ourselves out with diets, trends and cosmetic tweakings. But i have no judgement on people who still care. How can you NOT fucking care? All people care about these days is what is on the surface. I am a lover of aesthetics and even I get drawn towards a pretty face, building, cover, color etc. However, i know that what looks good on the outside lasts only for a short time. What is behind that is what endures through sand, sun and rust. OK sorry for all this preachy shit. But the point is, I think i might be ready to wear my glasses. My glasses. The glasses i've been needing but avoiding for this whole time for reasons of vanity.
I'm gonna have days where i wanna look pretty. But I prefer to be taken seriously as a writer trying to get published, a person who's got things to say, someone who is funny and learned and well read. I prefer to demand respect than a cat call. Have you ever seen those women in Coles who are buying lettuce or Coffee and they're wearing like jeans and a plain top but they look so fucking expensive and quiet and composed and you're like DAMN. THAT'S The person i wanna be. The lady at Coles who you're just respecting in awe.
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