Probably once a year I do a self-portrait. I feel like this is the most accurate one so far, probably because for some reason I used to always exclude my glasses. They take up such a huge portion of my face and have become part of my comfortable identity. I feel like I look ridiculous without them, when they are pretty ridiculous on their own.
Here’s a cute story about my first pair of glasses.
I was in the sixth grade, and I chose a pair with big, thick lavender frames. I was never a fashionable kid, I just knew what I liked, but let me assure you that nobody thought I looked cool but me. The first day I wore them to school, we played volleyball in gym class. I had a terrible crush on a fifth-grade teacher named Mr. Byers, who was tall and blonde and had an A-plus smile and made everybody feel cool. He had a free period, I guess, and decided to come play volleyball with our class. He was wearing a sky-blue Oxford shirt and tucked his tie into it, between the buttons, which I thought was pretty sexy. He stood right opposite the net from me, gave me one of those killer smiles and said, “I really like your glasses.”
I pretty much fell in love.
materials: pencil, paper + PS8
Please do not reproduce without my explicit permission.
Such a gorgeous picture ^^
Also, aww, adorable story ^_^
Also, I have the same pair of glasses as you. Except mine are... what do you call it... tortoise? Basically it's just different shades of brown. I wore them to a carnival/fair-thing and earned myself a couple compliments because they were FREAKIN' AWESOME!
Is there a multiplication and division sign on your glasses?