I have been suffering from undereye circles for well over a decade. If you suffer from this issue as well, you can usually blame 1) not clocking in enough ZZZ’s (thank you nocturnal toddler who might just never sleep straight through the night), 2) too much caffeine (to combat #1), and stress (a fun reaction to the combination of #1 and #2).
2015 Cherry Blossom Festival, Washington, D.C.
This past weekend, the cherry blossoms in DC reached their full bloom and I got to attend the Cherry Blossom Festival with my family. Every year, our nation’s capital commemorates the gift of the cherry blossom tree given to the United States by Mayor Yukio Ozaki of Tokyo City in March 1912, thus celebrating the friendship between the two countries. The first festival was held in 1935 and has been a beautiful event every year since filled with parades, family activities, and of course, the most picturesque view.
My mantra for beautiful eyes has always been: be healthy, be hip, and stay glassy. I devote a ton of time and energy to upholding that mantra – from healthy eating to staying up to date with my frame look (probably a bit more up to date than necessary). But from time to time, I find that it’s kind of nice to search deeper – to look beyond the outer and focus on the inner.
“For the apparel oft proclaims the man…”
If clothes maketh the man, then glasses certainly maketh the woman. Judging a book by its cover takes on new meaning when it comes to your specs. Whether your artfully honed aesthetic is ambiguously austere, achingly cool or sartorially rebellious, you can rest assured that your frames are defining to the world just exactly who are you…or whom you’d like to be on that particular day.