Wednesday, 06 July 2011 | Author: Catherine Horgan | 
A few months ago, I ordered a pair of Audrey Hepburn style sunglasses from London. I love them. However, my face is a bit too narrow to truly do them justice. In fact, it looks like I'm wearing Willy Wonka's sunglasses when I put them on (hence the name, Willys). That doesn't stop me, though.
Ironically, everyone gravitates toward them. The younger set, especially. My Willys seem to look better on everyone else, so I don't mind passing them around. I can't steal them away from my daughter, either. She grabs them right out of my purse. Well, at least she looks more Hollywood glam than Willy Wonka!
Ironically, everyone gravitates toward them. The younger set, especially. My Willys seem to look better on everyone else, so I don't mind passing them around. I can't steal them away from my daughter, either. She grabs them right out of my purse. Well, at least she looks more Hollywood glam than Willy Wonka!
