So, yeah. I had cataract surgery on both eyes and — as if by magic — I could see each leaf on trees hundreds of yards away! But I needed reading glasses. +2.50. Same today as eight years ago.
Long story sort of short: I had a friend who owned an optical lab and he would send me crazy frames with the +2.50 lenses. But he sold the lab (and retired) so I was left to fend for myself.
First, I discovered the ‘eyebobs’ brand at Orvis. Then in years that followed I bought Ray-Bans, Shuron Ronsir’s (very early 1960’s faves), and when Warby Parker came on the scene, I bought so many frames that I really shamed myself.
But, well, here’s the deal:
When I first started plunging my face into the ground, due to sudden BP drops, I started damaging (sometimes destroying) those oh-so-expensive reading glasses. None of the companies — except for eyebobs — offered any repair service. The weird thing was... the eyebobs frames were seldom damaged. So...
...I find that I’m now an eyebobs snob. At $89-per-pair, they’re the least expensive and they have reasonable repairs, if needed. They have way-cool frames in way-cool colors and terrific lenses.
Anyone else have a fetish for cool readers? I have a pair of ‘crystal-clear,’ a pair of ‘crystal red’ and a pair of teal-front-with-tortoise-temples arriving Monday. I can’t wait!
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Hypergraphia
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