Do You Read Me?
I was debating between the Bollito di Mare and the Spaghetti alle Vongole at Il Golfo, a restaurant overlooking the Bay of Salerno. When I looked up, Angela’s already fascinating face had achieved even more interest with a pair of frames that had suddenly materialized.
“I didn’t know you needed glasses,” I said.
“When I spotted these I couldn’t wait.”
Angela’s Readers (No. 5200). From designers (slightly obsessed) who know that readers can do more for you than just help you read. Handmade from superior Italian marbled plastics. With those long straight temples they can sit either up or down your nose.
Clearly, you can always use another pair. Imported.