My sunglasses are broken.
Is it because they are so divine that a complete stranger tried to snatch them off my head in a fury of jealousy? No.
Is it because when I was mountain biking and took the 8th jump in a row, the impact was so violent that they flew off, although I maintained control of my Cannondale bicycle? Umm...no.
It's because of this.
One of the numbers you see is the circumference of my head. And it's not 12.
My head broke my sunglasses.
You've already heard me rant about the size of my noggin. Well, it's impacted my life yet again. The pressure was simply too much and so in an attempt to put them on one-handed, they snapped.
So these are my new sunglasses.
They're cute, but currently leave an indention on either side of my face. They'll need to stretch if they want to stick around.