Obsessed: Contacts edition

I've wanted blue eyes probably since I was a toddler. My favorite barbie was always the light skinned one with the platinum blonde hair and blue eyes (no way in hell was I gonna accept a brunette barbie). I've always admired colored eyes. As a child, seeing those American movie stars with different colored hair and eyes were so cool. It was boring in the Philippines. Everyone had black hair and brown eyes. Even seeing a halfer was special (although parents should beware that your halfer or Caucasian child has a high chance of getting kidnapped, just saying). I always loved blue eyes and blue used to be my favorite color. Obviously things have changed...

Anyway, I first got contacts when I was in middle school, seventh grade. I hated glasses and after being hit with a soccer ball in the face during soccer practice while wearing glasses, I was done with them. I remember I begged my parents for colored contacts. My mother was always against it because she said I would look ridiculous (she still says that). For many years I went through life that way, pretty unsatisfied with my boring brown eyes. It's not even a nice light brown like my mother has. It's the dark brown kind that looks almost black. That is definitely nothing special.

Anyway, when I got into college ( I swear, I don't know why but everything happens in college), my mother actually agreed to buying me some colored contacts! Must have been my years of nagging and begging that annoyed her into finally agreeing. So she got me a pair of gray, green, and hazel contacts. I loved all of them, gray the most and hazel the least. My mother didn't like any of them and she said I looked like a freak (such loving words). When I wore the hazel ones, she said I looked scary and looked like a vampire. Still, I wanted blue ones. She got every other color except for the one I specifically asked for: blue. I got the blue ones eventually. They are currently my favorite colored contacts.

Anyway, I wore those colored contacts all the time. I barely wore the clear ones anymore. In my perspective, I just don't look as good without them. With them, I feel pretty. Without them, I feel boring and forgettable. Yes, I know I'm all insecure and I shouldn't have to rely on such things to make myself feel pretty and whatnot. I'm working on that part. But I'm young still, it's kind of the norm at the moment. I'm sure I'll reach that whole self-acceptance phase in my later years.

Then (as expected, this happens in college), I got introduced to circle lenses. Part of this has to do with Sandy because she is pretty much my only friend who wears circle lenses ( I don't mean that in a bad way!). But her input helped. I asked her a bunch of noob questions probably before I got them. After I got my first circle lenses and tried them on, I was addicted. Probably bad but I wore them like they were normal lenses. And of course, the addiction continues...