Halfway through packing up our room, I looked over at the pile of sunglasses on my bookshelf and uh ... I thought I had two or three pairs. But no.
More like ten.
I don't really break sunglasses. Or maybe I do, but I have so many pairs to begin with that I don't notice.
No, that's unlikely. I would notice.
That being said ... my collection begins with a broken pair
I broke my sunglasses travelling through Thailand.
I coped for maybe two days? Until we reached the seaside town of Krabi and the sun and the sand and the glare? I lasted 2 minutes outside before I declared that we had to stop at the very first stall we came to in order to buy me a freaking pair of glasses.
So yes. Very fake Christian Dior sunglasses from Thailand.
Travelling to New Zealand while earning ££? I bought my first pair of fancy sunglasses.
In a store in New Zealand I found Ray-Ban style sunglasses with swallows instead of the little diamonds. Just like the Kate Moss for Topshop pair.
Chanel inspired sunglasses by the ever fabulous Primark.
(a better shot here.)
Stella McCartney sunglasses - found 75% off at TK Maxx in London.
Beautiful Witchery sunglasses from my in-laws, Christmas 2008.
My Silver Monobrow pair just amuse me.
Martinborough Fair 2009
I finally gave in and bought a pair of Faux-Bans.
This pair remind me of Super Duper by Karen Walker. Only $300 less.
My "vintage" pink Faux Bans, from Auckland.
I have banned myself from buying any more sunglasses.
I need to break a couple of pairs first.
P.s. Not a single pair have my prescription in them. Which means they are useless unless I'm wearing my contacts. Oy. I might have to buy a pair of those.
P.p.s. I also seem to suit most styles of sunglasses. This frustrates my baby sister. I even had aviators at one stage.