I’m like a little kid when I find something I want. If websites were storefront windows, my cheeks would be pressed against beautiful CSS guidelines.
The glaring Ithaca sun fighting off winter and that lacking heed for the 9-5 keeps my eyes in a state of seeming disrepair. Sunglasses are beautifully makeshift.
Look at this guy:
Those shades carry a fine handful of irreverence. Snag ‘em here:
