A very average pair of plastic Wayfarer clones– strawberry red with tinted lenses bought from one of the few chains here in China where the pants fit: H&M.
These haven’t actually died. They were purchased along with a red felt bowler and a red t-shirt for a night on the town a bit over a year ago, but they are going to be retired for the new year. They will end up in a box in the burgeoning number of props at my new school where I am developing the IB Theatre program to launch next year in the hopes of resurrection for some scenework or in a play. No guarantees, Reds.