I have this problem with sunglasses.
Wait, let's start a wee bit before that. I'm a blue-eyed girl. It's common for blue-eyed peeps to have a really hard time in the sun. I can get around just fine on a sunny day, but if I try to drive without sunglasses, I eek along with tears leaking out of my face, trying not to crash into things. Master race? Only if the world is overcast and dreary.
But damn if I can't keep ahold of a pair on sunglasses for more than five minutes. I break them, lose them, or just leave them in random places. I suck at sun-glass retention. That's all there is to it. If you look back at photos of me over the last couple of years, you'll see a whole selection of sunglasses, most of which I paid no more than $5-10 for. I've tried owning really expensive ones on the theory that I don't value the things enough to hang onto them, but then I just feel very, very angry at myself when I inevitably lose/break/forget them.
So I have a new philosophy on the things: I shall wear what the universe supplies. Namely, I shall rummage around in lost-and-found boxes and take what I can get. Then I won't have to be so sad when bad things happen to good glasses.
Of course, this is leading to a great deal of mocking from my friends. Last month I had the aviator style:
The glasses above threw an arm so this month? Going with drunken housewife:
But hey, if the universe is trying to teach me some humor and humility through sunglasses, I'm open to it. Now, if only I could lose the rapidly silvering of my hair by rummaging around in a lost-and-found box...