Oh, Warby Parker. I adore you. I love that you bring fashionable specs to the masses and you make it so easy and fun to try out your frames for free before buying. I love that you’re reasonably priced – hello $95 sunnies! And I love, love, love the fact that you donate a pair of glasses to a needy person whenever someone buys a pair for themselves. I Last year after stumbling upon you in all of your awesomeness, I made an appointment with an ophthalmologist in hopes of needing prescription specs. For reals. Alas, it was not to be. I still have 20/20 vision, dagnabbit. But now you’ve gone and made it near impossible to ignore you, you sexy beast.
Warby Parker just debuted the Ocean Avenue Collection, a new eyewear line inspired by “boardwalk truants, amateur spongers, and aspiring beach bums." If that’s not a siren song to reformed troublemakers everywhere, I don’t know what is. Ocean Avenue is the epitome of easy, slouchy, summertime cool. Think classic with edge. Quirky without being precious. Imagine skinned knees and orange creamsicle stained lips. Picture just the right amount of rough around the edges and you know that the girl or guy rocking them have individuality and style to burn.
Ocean Avenue has me daydreaming a heady mix of saltwater taffy, suntan oil, a shocking pink pedicure on tanned toes and sea spray tangled hair. Warby Parker has given me the itch to play hooky from work, throw the kids in the car, and head for the beach. I’ll take a pair of the Jules in Ginger Lemonade, please.
...I see Warby Parker in her future.
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