you could easily mistake me for two nicole ritchies.
I have these giant sunglasses on that take up half my face. I like wearing them because they make me feel as though I have a small gazebo built around my head, all primed for a tray of lemonade and an afternoon nap.
Sadly, this never occurs.
What DOES occur is incredible pressure behind my ears when I push the sunglasses back on my head after entering my home or a building. The arms press in hard behind my lobes and steadily create a sort of low-grade headache.
Do I think to take them off?
No.
Do I think to buy a pair that doesn’t do acutorture?
No.
I just keep on wearing my Personal Gazebo ™ and suffering as soon as I step indoors and adjust their position.
Maybe this is why all the starlets are slowly going insane. Or quickly, as the case may be.
Maybe this is why they don’t eat, or why they date Brody Jenner, or why they shave their heads, or why they forget to put on underwear, or why they let Rachel Zoe dress them, or why they wear high-waisted pants.
It’s a theory.
Me?
I just drink more coffee and go, “Ow. Ow! What IS that?”
May 8th, 2007 at 1:08 pm
My Personal Gazebo pinches my nose.
But do I take them off?
NEVER!