Seriously, Etsy folks - I understand the allure of cheap sunglasses, a bedazzler and a dremel tool. I do. That's why I became an Optician. But let me tell you something - there's a reason that they make us get licenses. One of those reasons is that we need to be aware of the materials that go on one's face, and the potential reactions that may happen when skin is exposed to inferior metals. Ever seen what happens to your finger under a cheap metal ring? Yeah. Guess what Nana's cheeks are going to look like tomorrow.
Also, maybe try drilling those holes evenly. I mean, call me a snob, but yo. I HAD to learn how to do that right. That's kinda like playing basketball in your driveway and trying to get recruited to the NBA. You OBVS don't have what it takes, homie. I hope to Sweet Baby Cheeses that those lenses are impact resistant, or you're going to have to explain to Nana why there's pieces of plastic in her corneas.
Put the dremel down, and back away with your hands in the air. Slowly.
(Major shout out to Helen Killer. Without that bitch, I'd have nothing to blog about anymore.)
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