A girlfriend of mine works at Lenscrafters part-time. It had been awhile since I had my eyes checked - so I went.
The eye doctor seems to think that I am old and now need bifocals. OK - so my arms aren't quite long enough to read anymore, but hey - bifocals?
Holly (the friend) also does my hair. So she had picked out some of the most lovely, yet funky, frames that matched me and could still do the no-line thing so I wouldn't announce to the world that I am old.
The glasses I now don have the same brown/red/blonde color bands as my hair and I look good.... And I have already learned to NOT look down while doing stairs!