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Cool enough to make Duane Dibley look good
on 7 January 2013
Ray Ban Wayfarers have to be the funkiest looking shades in the world. As many readers of "a certain age" will know, they were popularised by the Blues Brothers, but have of course been around for somewhat longer. They have gone in and out of fashion ever since they were first designed in the 1950's and one design critic suggested that the angular shape of the frame hints at an unstable dangerousness (presumably in the wearer). Whatever. The much copied design is timelessly classic and when you don a pair you immediately go up the cool scale a notch or two.
Enough of all that! Not only do they look good, but genuine Wayfarers are well made; sturdy enough to withstand frequent use, careless handling and generally rough treatment. My first pair lasted me many years until, as one does, I drove my father's Jeep over them.
Along with all that, Wayfarers fold flat (even before being driven over). That sounds a little superficial, but it means that they can be slipped easily and unobtrusively into a breast pocket. I can't do that with my other pair of sunglasses (Oakley Whiskers).
Of course, the most important part of the shades is the lens. Wayfs don't have particularly big lenses and they aren't polarised, but they are sufficiently heavily tinted to make them perfectly acceptable for driving, even in the harshest sunlight. I frequently alternate between these and the polarised Whiskers and I have to say that there's not a lot between them.
About the only criticism I can think of is that they're perhaps a little heavy, but they fit so snugly that I barely notice. Final plus point is the case and it's probably fair to say that if my first pair of Wayfs had been in theirs at the time, they would have had little to fear from Dad's 4x4.
I firmly believe that you can scrimp and save on some things: clothes, food, housing, entertainment and so on, but the essentials, like a good pair of sunglasses, come at a price and it is a price worth paying.
Jake: Got any fried chicken?
Mrs. Murphy: Best damn chicken in the state.
Jake: Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke.
Mrs. Murphy: You want chicken wings or chicken legs?
Jake: Four fried chickens. And a Coke.
...and who can argue with that?