Left: Road trip to Moab, Utah, in August of 2002. Right: October 2006 trip to the California coast.
My beloved sunglasses are officially broken beyond repair. The plastic rim has snapped and the superglue that resurrected them numerous times before no longer works.
A gift from my parents in 2002, they have traveled with me from New Jersey to Arizona for grad school, across the country a year later for graduation in New York (and another cross country trip for my family to meet David), back to New Mexico, then up to Colorado for three years, and finally all the way here to California. They even traveled with us to Mexico for our honeymoon!
I have worn them nearly every single day for the past five years (our five year anniversary would have been next month). I really, really love these babies and I am so sad that they are broken. I guess it’s time to start saving up for a new pair…
Oh, and try to get rid of my raccoon-eyed tan in the meantime!
(It is so bad.)
Carrie,
I have to hand it to you for being able to hold onto those babies this long. I have never had a pair of sunglasses last more than a few months without breaking, getting squashed, getting lost, or getting lost, then squashed, then found again. That’s why I never spend more than $10 on sunglasses, more often $5. :-p
Enjoy letting the rays soak through, for now. :)
I’m housesitting this week and taking care of a sweet dog. Spending lots of random time on the net alone in this cozy cape codder in belle mead, nj.
AvIvA