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‘Men aren’t attentive to girls who wear glasses’ is Marilyn Monroe’s sober pronouncement at the end of 1953’s classic How to Marry a Millionaire<\/strong>. As the myopic Pola, she’s spent the whole of the film whipping off her glasses as soon as she gets a whiff of aftershave.<\/p>\n

‘Honestly Pola, why can’t you keep those cheaters on long enough to see who you’re with?’ asks exasperated gal pal Lauren Bacall, to which Pola replies:<\/p>\n

‘Oh no, I’m not taking a chance like that! You know what they say about girls who wear glasses.’<\/p>\n

Apparently – according to a single and slightly biased internet source<\/a>\u00a0– this wasn’t a million miles away from Monroe herself, who was ‘nearsighted and often wore glasses at times when she was out of the limelight’. If we believe this Fun Fact, its absence from the public domain underscores the irony. You know what they say about girls who wear glasses.<\/p>\n

Got To Put My Cheaters On!<\/h3>\n

I’ve got a lot of sympathy for poor Pola-Marilyn.\u00a0I\u2019ve had moderate to severe myopia since primary school, and spent a large portion of my teenage years bumping into things and hugging strangers out of a misguided desire to be considered attractive by the Average Teenage Boy.<\/p>\n

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The Glasses Situation, by Hodge.<\/p><\/div>\n

To be fair, I am unluckily one of those people for whom glasses do not automatically provide a sense of insouciant high-end Tom Ford cool<\/a>\u00a0– all the angles of my face are fattened and distorted with a bad pair of frames. And the laws of statistics and dubious teenage taste dictate that most longstanding myopics will choose a bad pair of frames several times over the course of their younger lives before alighting on the style that works for them. (I’ve always considered it very mean that the average glasses model can be selected for her glasses-friendly angles<\/a>, whereas Real Life distributes myopia and\u00a0astigmatism with no such aesthetic consideration. But lol fashion industry \/ real womenz \/ shocker.)<\/p>\n

\"Marilyn<\/a>

Marilyn as Pola in How to Marry a Millionaire<\/p><\/div>\n

To bring the sob story towards a conclusion: I got contact lenses for my sixteenth birthday, wore them every hour of consciousness (to the long-term detriment of my ocular health), got a few erosions, corneal scars and whatnot due to excessive wear, finally accepted I needed a good pair of glasses and recently found the pair of frames I like with the help of a critical and dedicated sales assistant and a significant wad of cash<\/a>. I objectively like my glasses nowadays. But I still don’t wear them if I can help it.<\/p>\n

Yes, I know. What.<\/p>\n

Eyes Wide Shut<\/h3>\n

I have a literary precursor as far back as George Eliot, whose short-sighted Dorothea Brooke misses part of the plot of\u00a0Middlemarch<\/strong>, by being \u2018aware that there was a gentleman standing at a distance, but see[ing] him merely as a coated figure at a wide angle\u2019. For Dorothea, the sights of Rome on her honeymoon are like ‘a disease of the retina’. On faut souffrir pour\u00a0\u00eatre belle<\/a>, non?<\/p>\n

Indeed, you certainly don’t see many glasses on women pre-1950 or thereabouts, although they’ve been around for a while<\/a>. While part of this is undoubtedly an expense issue, pre-Nye Bevan and the NHS ‘John Lennon’ frames<\/a>, and in the age of the Sherlock Holmesian ‘gold pince-nez<\/a>‘, I think it was an aesthetic thing too. It’s significant that once bespectacled women start to appear in film and books they are generally working, or practical, women: Midge<\/a> in Hitchcock’s Vertigo<\/strong>, who is opposed to the mysterious Madeleine Elster, a lady of leisure; the (sexy) secretary \/ librarian trope<\/a>; the Plain Jane in need of a makeover and the woman who\u2019s really very intelligent but not very sexy \u2013 the one you have to really look at closely to realise – gosh! – she looks like\u00a0Kate Winslet<\/a>.<\/p>\n

‘Do you know? – without your glasses, you don’t look half bad.’
\n‘Do you know? – without my glasses, nor do you.’<\/p>\n

Kate Winslet in Enigma<\/strong> (2001)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

These last are very much about glasses as a cover-up for something more exciting (whence, I assume, the provenance of the sexy secretary’s appeal).\u00a0In another Marilyn Monroe film, The Seven Year Itch<\/strong>, the protagonist imagines his secretary throwing off her (tailored) jacket, throwing out her hair and losing the glasses, to reveal ‘I’m a woman! I’m flesh and blood!’. In much the same way, any unattractive high school social outcast has but to throw off their frames to reveal a Rachel Leigh Cook<\/a> or an Anne Hathaway<\/a>. Glasses, a synonym for intelligence and mystery, are the first things to discard when you want to seduce the hottest guy in school, trust.<\/p>\n

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The 'Glasses Apostle' by Conrad von Soest (1403)<\/p><\/div>\n

Of course, the popularity of pre-makeover glasses – and their enduring use in teen films – is partly practical. Glasses are the easiest way to disguise a Hollywood beauty, and an instantly recognisable trope for your basic socially inept personality traits: ‘brains’, ‘practicality’ etc.\u00a0But as a teenager you\u2019re inevitably subjected to a series of little humiliations and embarrassments that go on to dog you, to a greater or lesser extent, for a large part of your adult life. As a girl growing up behind a pair of glasses, and steeped in the standard adolescent amount of ideological nonsense, you cannot but associate all that tedious baggage (‘I’m unattractive! I’m awkward! Nobody fancies me!’) with the teenage glasses, and shedding it with embracing contact lenses.<\/p>\n

Indeed, it even seems to be a kind of ironic (and slightly obnoxious) appropriation of these ideas\u00a0when, conversely, glasses are deemed ‘sexy’<\/a>\u00a0in themselves.\u00a0One slightly palm-sweating blog in this vein compares them to garters – ‘men want to take them off [the woman wearing them]’, except more \u00a0fetishy<\/a>.\u00a0Personally, I just wear them cos I like …seeing.<\/p>\n

Glasses-wearer By Day, Superhero By Night<\/h3>\n

This is not just one for the girls – before he discovered the famous NHS frames, a very image-aware (but severely myopic) John Lennon refused to wear glasses when playing live, making him a Beatle who didn’t actually see<\/em> the Cavern Club. But, by and large, men in glasses seem to have had an easier ride: the\u00a0counterpart to the ‘sexy secretary’ is, rather unfairly, the Clark Kent \/ Peter Parker paradigm, or rather, ‘glasses-wearer by day, superhero by night’. Compare this to the excellent typist who ditches the glasses only to show her employer that, actually, she does<\/span> enjoy sex (hmmm… enjoying sex \/ saving the world…).<\/p>\n

Moreover, the weakness myopia is seen to connote in men is generally considered more attractive than the dowdiness it suggests in women – ‘You don’t think they make me look like an old maid?’ worries Marilyn-Pola, through her Dame Ednas, as does Bette Davis pre-makeover in Now, Voyager<\/strong><\/a>\u00a0(1942)\u00a0– and millionaire-seeking once again in Some Like It Hot<\/strong>, Marilyn hopes \u2018her\u2019 man will have glasses. \u2018Men who wear glasses are so much more gentle, sweet and helpless\u2019, she says. Indeed, there’s even a sense here that a man with glasses becomes less frightening or powerful, less brashly ‘male’. The only disadvantage for Marilyn is that when she kisses the one she finds, his glasses steam up.<\/p>\n

But perhaps she has something when, in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes<\/strong> she asserts to her (bespectacled) groom\u2019s disapproving father \u2013 who sees right through her gold-digging tricks – \u2018Don\u2019t you know that a man being rich is like a woman being pretty? You wouldn\u2019t marry a woman just because she\u2019s pretty but, my goodness, doesn\u2019t it help?!\u2019<\/a>.\u00a0 If a woman\u2019s face is her fortune, best not to cover it with glasses, eh?<\/p>\n

But actually, I think the time has come to take that as exactly the nonsense it is. Seeing is sexy. Wear your glasses with pride.<\/p>\n