Yikes, that is a bit brutal. That was one nice thing about having contacts and choosing frames, I guess. Unlike the first time, I could actually see through the glasses... But yeah, I dragged my mom along the second time since my dad didn't think he was much help, and after bugging the employee a bit, I found a pair I really liked. I'm just amused the frames are close to my hair color (the only option), so the frames sort of disappear in my mass of hair.