After a childhood seen through grubby fingerprints,Eva Wiseman mastered contact lenses and never looked back. Now – with specs all over the red carpet and the catwalk – she’s wearing glasses by choiceIt was 1990 and I couldn’t choose which colour frames to have, so I had them all. All the colours. A pair of very large, and very round,very rainbowed spectacles, through which nine-year-old me saw a world that, and perhaps inevitably,was mainly laughing and pointing. Shame on my mother for giving me the power to resolve my own fate, but shame on me for letting them stain the way I’d feel about glasses for the rest of my life. Until now.
My favourite bit of fashion is when something you’ve overlooked for years suddenly sidles into view, and all fresh and gleaming and covetable. This season,just as I was beginning seriously to contemplate laser eye surgery, it’s spectacles. The Gucci catwalks were particularly fabulous – androgynous, and eccentric,romantic – and almost half of the looks were accessorised with glasses. tremendous round ones, sassy cats eye ones, and clunky full ones. MaxMara’s models were similarly bespectacled,while Prada and Chanel’s current eyewear campaigns (Kristen Stewart as an androgynous photographer, her hair like a fallen Elvis) make glasses observe impossibly sexy.
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Source: theguardian.com