I have always hated wearing sun glasses, ever since I was a little girl. My friends would always try on their parents’ sun glasses and when we got a little older my best friend would always drag me around stores and kiosks where they sold sun glasses and would seriously stay there, it seemed like, for hours while she tried to pick at first what best fit her face, then what best fit her outfit and then in the end it would always come down to choosing the sunglasses that were within the amount of cash she had saved. She always tried to get me to try on a couple of paires, but I was never really that interested.

I figured that I’d never really wear sunglasses and that if the sun was too bright for me to handle I would always just look in a different direction. But after I got my first car my mother said that I had to have a pair of sunglasses in my glove box so that I wouldn’t have to squint while driving when it’s really bright outside. She told me that no matter how much I hate wearing sunglasses, it should not be the price I pay for a bunch of wrinkles around my eyes that would come really fast if I kept squinting all of the time. She promised me that no eye cream in the world would help me look younger once those wrinkles appeared on my face. That’s when I went to a kiosk with sun glasses and bought myself my own very first pair.