Yes, another blow to my week. I have "misplaced" my sunglasses.
Those who know me know I love sunglasses. It is my usual purchase on vacation, especially if I can score a great pair in duty free. Alas, I have a long history of losing or breaking sunglasses.
Favourite pairs of the past include a pair of Vuarnets that were broken on some moguls I had no business trying to ski. Next were the best of all time - a pair of Guccis bought with a signing bonus. Left on the floor by Son One and stepped on by my father. I almost cried. The last pair to go were Versace. Daughter grabbed each of the arms and pulled like a wishbone, "broken!" she announced, proud at age two to get the word right.
Now my Maui Jims. I wore them to take Son One to school this morning, and now I can't find them anywhere.
I have an old pair of Dolce & Gabbana, but honestly they make crap sunglasses.
I hope to find them soon. And I am sort of glad it is supposed to rain tomorrow 'cause I may not miss them quite so much.
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