There's no denying that Chanel sunglasses are the epitome of chic. I happen to agree, but my lifestyle just doesn't lend itself to dedicating so much careful attention to a glamorized piece of plastic. For the past few months, I've been purchasing the same style of classic aviators from the flea market for $5 each, so that I have extras on hand in case of scratches. Little did I prepare for the actual lens to just pop out, leaving me with half a pair of aviators. I guess it further proves that I'm in no place to own expensive glasses. They look fine from this angle... EDIT: For anyone that was so inclined to enlarge the first picture, please note that this is not my apartment, hence the book, The Testosterone Advantage Plan, thankfully does not belong to me.
You know when you see something once, and then you can't stop seeing it? On a team outing to Robertson Boulevard a few months ago, Alina whipped out a pair of blush-colored sunglasses. The shades stood out from the run-of-the-mill black and tortoise shell options that made up my ...read more