Let the Sun Shine (but not just yet)
I am about to describe an experience that, I hope, has happened to everyone. But if not, it just serves as further evidence that I am a freak: I don't know which sunglasses to buy. It's not only that, though. I find myself paralyzed by this retail decision. 
I can't stop thinking about the fact that I don't know which sunglasses I want, what kind of sunglasses woman I am, what my stupid sunglasses say about me, and how terribly outdated and smudged and scratched all of the sunglasses I currently own are. 
Everything about this is feeling terribly contrived and weird. Do I want to look like a glamorous movie star? Or a not so glamorous one? Should I go tough? Or really girly? Something that says I don't care about any of this at all? The only criteria I've been able to narrow down are no super-dark sunglasses (they make me stumble around like Mr. Magoo) and I don't like anything sparkly. And the search forges on.
You are not alone! I go through the same thing every year. My only criteria is that they must be large enough to cover my eyebrows (don't know what that's about). Other than that, every shape, color, and style is fair game. So I end up trying on sunglasses for what seems like hours, trying to get a clear look in those tiny funhouse mirrors they have!