I actually bought them as 'Buddy Holly glasses' (remind me to make an article on Buddy someday!) They were the most Buddy-like I could find, which is why I got these and not others. However, on closer inspection, these aren't quite Buddy Holly as I suspected. The upper rims on Buddy's glasses are curved upwards, like so:
These glasses ahve those curves too, however, Buddy's are way more accented than mine.
I couldn't qite pinpoint it, but these glasses still looked familiar. So whose glasses did I get...?
Well, it was providence that gave me the answer:
I was watchng an old 1974 World Cup match last night (Holland vs Sweden, I think?) and decided to get out an old book on the 74 Cup I have laying around, to see if I could find any photos of Johan Neeskens on it (Johan Neeskens played no. 13 in the Holland national team and was Cruyff's best ally in the field); so I started thumbing through the book, and saw a familiar face cheering from a stadium seat:
That's right. I got Kissinger glasses. The only difference I can point between these and mne is that the two details on each side (those bolt-like dots) on his are aligned vertically, whereas mine are aligned horizonthally. But other than that, yeah, I'd say I got mutherfucker glasses. And I'm quite happy for that. You know why? Cos these glasses send a clear message: I'm an asshole and I regret nothing. Yep, move over knee-high trousers, high-tops and do-rags. These make me a badder mutherfucker than you'd ever know.
You want street cred? You get Kissinger glasses.
[BTW, not that it matters, but there were quite a few Neeskens pics in the book; I'm glad, cos I feel he rarely gets the credit he deserves]
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