Ricky O!
The Man and I both had business trips to different locales recently.He went south to Beverly Hills and I went east to Texas.
We share a similar affliction -- our sunglasses meet with sticky ends, crunched under car tires, sat upon, drowned in oceans, permanently residing in the land of lost socks, etc. So, we shared a similar mission for any downtime we should have: buying new sunglasses.
I wound up with no time. Richard, however, succeeded spectacularly and came home with sunglasses once owned by Jackie Kennedy Onassis, seen above right.
Notice her trademark shades, large and in charge.
Hello, Ricky O!
The wearing of these glasses speak volumes about his manly confidence, as the only other man I remember in Jackie's shades was Truman Capote.
When I asked Richard if Jackie's estate wanted the glasses returned, he said, "Shut up. They cover my eyes."
Yes, dear, and your entire head.
Even his colleagues at work are razzing him about them. Between the general derision and the cheap price from a roadside vendor, I bet he winds up keeping these for years.
In the meantime, I'm off to find some shades of my own.
In keeping with family harmony, I'm hunting for early 60s Ray Bans, as worn by Jack.
If I pay more than $30 for them, they'll die a painful death within a month.
If they're $5 and ugly, they'll become kryptonite and live forever.
posted by Woman In Love @ 6:48 AM
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