"put your sunglasses on, because you ain't going home till the morning comes." -frank sinatra

today, i was doing a little updating on the ol' fb profile. i wanted to include a shout out to my newest wardrobe addition, purple aviators, when suddenly i realized that i have a blog for this type thing. why limit my little sun-shielding spectacles to a mere sentence, god-forbid only a phrase, when there is a blog waiting to be filled with their stories and antics?

i bought said glasses just hours before departing on sb '09. i was walking through target in search of the perfect spring break accessory when i encountered the huge display of sunglasses. mangled though the presentation of eyewear was, it called to me. there is just something so inviting about trying on sunglasses. it can't be that they always fit right cause that's a lie. some have fashion faux pas written all over them. it's gotta be because there is no dressing room involved thus removing a good amount of sketchiness from the trying on process. i begin to don pair after pair. now mind you, i already had some shades, but as i browsed the selection, i came to the conclusion that the sunglasses i owned were a little too mom-ish. i was in need of a style update. that's when i came across the purple aviators. they were a little too much fun for only $12.99, so my decision was made. i had found what i was looking for. 

yes, their practicality is questionable. yes, they earned me the nickname princess over spring break (which i am still not sure i am ok with). and yes, there are times i blame the purchase of such shades on the absence of my level-headed roommate. but in the end, they make me happy. i owe you one, target. 

roomsie and i spring breaking it.