New style

Well hello there blogger friends and welcome. I picked my new glasses up this afternoon, there's a photo of me wearing them, what do you think? I take the worst self-portrait photos don't I? The reflection is from the window - the frames are all one colour. But it is the best I could muster alone, where's my boyfriend when I need him? He's on his way thankfully! So why didn't I wait until he got here so he could take the photo? Well, we're going out - just local, just for a few beers; and I know I'm breaking with tradition here going out drinking when I'm working the next day. But it's his treat, taking me for a few beers just because he wants to, isn't that just so sweet, oh bless!

So we'll be acting all straight and manly tonight, whilst we're out anyway in Straightville, also known as Stockport. No touching, no holding hands, no kissing - nothing; aren't heterosexual people so narrow minded? Some of them anyway! But it's nothing we're not used to, sometimes you have to hold back your instinct and go with the flow, blend in and not cause a scene nor be a scene queen! But it does have its' benefits, all that build up of sexual tension and desire inside, just waiting to be unleashed upon the return home, when there is nothing to fear and where we can be just us. I'm digressing again................

So my new glasses, if you've been keeping up with developments I bought them nigh on a fortnight ago; why they take so long to process is anyone's guess! They're the first pair of full rim glasses I've ever found that suit me - that's an incorrect statement; girlfriend picked them for me, she has a unique talent in choosing glasses that suit me. I love them, I loved them immediately girlfriend picked them; that said I've been wearing them since late afternoon at work and it has affected my confidence slightly. Just because they're a new style for me and something different than I normally wear, so strange because I know they suit me. It felt like the first time I ever had to wear glasses pretty much full time for work; about 18 months ago, it affected my confidence so badly until I got used to wearing them. The same truths apply here, once I'm used to the new style then it will just be another day. For the time being I'll be walking on eggshells and stepping gingerly - metaphorically speaking, pretty much like when we go out tonight.