

I’ve been a Wayfarer-style lover for years, partially because they fit my face well, partially because they’re iconic ska/punk look like Converse or Chucks. But like Chucks and Docs, what they are now is a enshittified version clinging to nostalgia. It hurts, makes me sad, the old reality was a part of my youth and that’s tough to let go. I am still partial to my vintage tortoise shell Raybans I got my prescription installed in and a pair of 40yo Rayban aviator sunglasses. I also struggle with semi-rimless, to me those were the douchebag style 20yrs ago. sigh times change.







If we ever colonize an ice planet we’ll know exactly how to melt it!