Itis, unfortunately, not an uncommon Hollywood trope. Pay attention, and youāll notice it in many films and television shows.
The girl with the glasses is unattractive.
She is described as āfrumpyā. Sheās called every name from āgeekā to āloserā, and it hardly matters whether she is book smart or not. It hardly matters if this is a modernĀ CinderellaĀ or any manner of other contrived boy fixes girl formula.
Glasses are either a sign that you are demonstrably more intelligent than the average village girl or you are a total charity case, worthy only of a makeover and no honest personal consideration beyond just how muchĀ prettierĀ you would look without those frames in your face.
And from the moment I got my first pair of glasses in fifth grade, I believed it.
My eyesight is objectively terrible. Iāve gone through eight prescriptions in nearly twenty years. Some jerk tries to play keepaway with the lenses I wear now, Iām calling an Uber simply for the sake of the lives Iāll save by not chancing the road with zero depth perception.
Iād have to squint at the GPS eighteen inches from my face, letās put it that way.
But aside from the fact that I truly doĀ need real help for my eyes to do their job, Iām not in fifth grade anymore. If I want to resurrect the gold rimmed and purple speckled tragedies of my youth, I will. If I want a pair for day to day and a pair for nights out, Iāll get them. How ridiculous to think that Iām a loser for my medically necessary accessory? How silly to allow a few too many 90ās Rom-Com scenes to control my self perception for so long?
The girl with the glasses isnāt frumpy. Sheās myopic.
(And have you seen photos of Kate Beckinsale wearing glasses? Or Rachel Weisz? Be still my beating heartā¦)
Yes, Iām the girl with the glasses, and Iāve (finally) grown beyond thinking thatās a bad thing.