It turns out that despite living through a dank, cold, foggy New Orleans winter, three years of surf, sand and sun in Honolulu has finally caught up with me. You see, I rarely wear sunglasses. And now as a haole back on the Really Big Island, my eyes are showing the wear and tear of three years in the tropical sun. I thought slathering sunscreen on my body was all the protection I needed. Turns out, sunglasses aren't just a fashion accessory with a longevity inversely proportional to their cost.
Sunglasses block ultraviolet radiation.
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