I have worn glasses since the age of about 10. My first pair was a huge, round, brown pair that took up half my face and literally made me look like an owl. I also had really thick, heavy glass lenses; I wore them for about two or three years and by the time I changed frames, my head had grown so much the legs stuck out at an angle like this:
Then I progressed onto a much less frumpy oval purple pair, followed by a gunmetal grey pair and the funky patterned pair I wear today (Pictured below). I started wearing contacts at the beginning of 2007, just before starting uni at the ripe old age of 18. Contacts were one of those things my parents never entertained the thought of, like dating and driving. I would have been really gutted if contacts hadn’t worked out, to be honest, but luckily I took to them pretty well – better than I ever could have imagined.
I wore contacts pretty much exclusively that year and the next, but in late 08 I started having problems. I’m pretty sure it was dry eye and possibly a minor infection. Gritty, dry, sore eyes, a lens that wouldn’t move with my eye ball, always my left eye, and usually began around 2pm (like clockwork). That’s when i bit the bullet, got my eyes tested and finally upgraded my glasses. By the end of the summer I was regularly wearing contacts again, but now instead of wearing my glasses once or twice a month it’s more like half the time.
Krystal at GMBMFB wrote a post about how LASIK completely changed her life. I’ve never thought Lasik was for me; from what I’ve heard it’s really only suitable for those with mildly bad eyes, in which case, NOT worth it for me (I’m at -6 or thereabouts, so pretty freakin’ blind). Although maybe in the future it’s something I should find out more about…when I have money to play with. (But honestly, if I had money to burn, there are so many more things I’d do with it first, namely travel!)
But it would be nice to wake up and be able to see. I can’t actually imagine what that would be like. I have to admit, I’m used to being shortsighted; I can’t remember any other way of living. I’m used to moving around the house in a blur in the mornings (and late at nights) before washing my face and generally humanising myself before work. And…bear with me…the frequent swapping up between glasses and contacts is frustrating, hair-wise. I have a side fringe…sometimes. Sometimes it hides itself away. When I wear contacts, I really need a fringe to cover up my huge forehead and soften up my face. With glasses, I DON’T want my fringe because it gets in the way. (And my forehead is less noticeable because my strong frames dominate my face). It’s hard to find a flattering style that works both ways.
I know, it’s a small thing…but I’m somewhat obsessive-compulsive over little annoyances like that!
Tags: contacts, glasses