My sunglasses would last longer if I didn’t treat them like loose change. Throwing them in a purse, knocking them against my keys…I sat on the last pair in the car and busted a lens. This is why I buy sunglasses at gas stations and garage sales. I’m seemingly incapable of caring for them.
This Saturday I picked out a $10 pair to replace the sat-on ones. They’re amazing. Insta-happiness for the eyes. Everything looks nostalgic and sepia-toned, like a picture from the 70s. Here’s an approximation of what they do to the world…
I want to preserve their honey-colored lenses, so I knit them a little felted bag with a button closure.
The yarn is from an early knitting project – a Noro sweater – that I’ve been frogging section by section. Last year I made my mom some felted Christmas slippers from it that were a big hit. The Noro looked so cool in a 2×2 stripe, so I’ll probably make a couple more pairs for Christmas gifts this year (unless any of you would like to trade or barter for a pair??)