A Touch of Tint

I hopped onto the glass patio table to catch the warm afternoon breeze and stumbled across a marvelous discovery: a pair of oversized tortoiseshell sunglasses resting near a saucer. The glossy, curved lenses reflected the open sky like dark little mirrors. Naturally, I couldn't resist using them as my personal sun lounger. I strutted up the folded temple arm, crossed my ankles against the sturdy frame, and leaned back to admire my reflection in the amber-tinted glass. Lounging under the breezy warmth with such glamorous, private shade made my stroll feel like an exclusive resort getaway.