It was 1973 and I got my very first pair of glasses. The ever popular “Cat Eye” glasses. By this time, the era of these adorably ugly plastic glasses had nearly run it’s course. But not for me!
I was SO excited to pick out my very own glasses after my eye examination with our local Ophthalmologist, Dr. Alm, a dear man who was quiet and gentle. With some help from the nurse and my moms approval, I settled on a beautiful pair of blue, marbled frames. They were a baby blue with pearl white wisps through them.
The nurse made the necessary notes on the prescription and said they would be ready in a week or two. It seemed like it would take forever for the lenses to be made for them. I couldn’t wait for my mother to get that call from the eye doctors nurse, telling her that my glasses were ready to pick up!
Finally! I was sitting at the little fitting table where the oval mirror stood with it’s spotlessly clean looking glass. The nurse got out her pliers, dipped the ends of the ear part into some sort of magic warming sand (so the ends would bend easily) and fit them to my head. She used both hands to adjust them, then asked me to look in the mirror and see how I liked them.
They were beautiful! All I could do is smile when my mom asked “Well?”. I loved them and couldn’t wait for my friends to see them!
First thing when I got on the bus the next morning, it seemed as though all the kids were looking at me in awe. One girl said “I wish my mother would let me get cat eye glasses.” I floated on a cloud the rest of the day. Even my teacher complimented me on them.
Were you lucky enough to have a pair of “Cat eye” glasses? Tell me in the comments.