Circle Contact Lenses for Light Eyes

 

Ok, what the heck are circle lenses?

If you have no idea what circle lenses are, they’re basically coloured contact lenses that are a little bit bigger than your natural iris, ranging from 14mm up to 22mm(?!).

Why….would I want that, sorry?

Basically, it’s part of the “Ulzzang” (‘ool-jang), or ‘best face’ look. It’s a Korean phrase that I take to mean putting your best face forward. It’s you, but it’s a more enhanced version of you: a cute, fresh-faced look. So, think of barely noticeable makeup, unpainted nails, casual clothes…but everything just looks a little more perfect. An airbrushed you. Ulzzangs in Korea are basically the instagram models of the West, where they’re noticed for their looks and then get into show business or have their own online shopping sites, because people like their look/style. To the untrained eye, you’d just think they’re some really attractive people, but I’m sure everyone’s seen those videos of the ‘ugly’ girl transforming through makeup – it’s just that, compared to Western style makeup, the point is to enhance, not to glam up.

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This girl is obviously not ugly, but this shows the Ulzzang process: makeup, then photoshop to complete the look
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Famous Ulzzang Park Sora

I’ve been a fan of circle lenses for a few years, getting my first pair in 2010. However, it was so difficult to find ones that would fit my eyes (they change from blue to green, to grey), and I had no idea what to get. So I got ones that had a black ring around the edge…and I basically looked like a werewolf. Definitely one of the cringier times in my life. I kind of wrote-off all coloured contacts as a luxury after that, especially since I didn’t need corrective lenses. Now that I do need to however, glasses drive me crazy and make literal dents in my nose. So I decided to try one last effort to find some coloured circle lenses.

Where do you even find them?

After hours of research, I found Pinky Paradise, and they have a huge amount of categories – even for light eyes – and customer photos to show how each style looks. The ones I really wanted weren’t in stock in my prescription, but what I got instead actually turned out much better. The EOS Fairy Grey lenses in 14.5mm are a perfect fit for my eye colour, and I can actually see with them; something I was a bit apprehensive about. They arrived quickly, within two weeks – which is rare for Australia – in sterile glass vials of contact solution for hygiene reasons, so that you can see if there are any defects, and you can return them if needed. Also, they came with a free animal case, adorable stickers, and the cutest instruction leaflet I’ve ever seen. *_*

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Perfect with Azeredo Icon lashes (discount code: Lola10)

How do you use them?

I soaked them overnight in my favourite lens fluid and tried them out the next day. After so much researching, some common complaints about circle lenses in general were that they’re thick and unbreathable, leading to discomfort and drying out of your eyes, and a warning not to wear them for more than a couple hours at a time, especially in the beginning. But I found they were so thin I even had trouble putting them in – much thinner than my usual monthlies (and the EOS are purportedly yearly lenses, although I probably wouldn’t use them for that long), and when I wasn’t able to get back home after a couple hours, they were still super comfortable!

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Wearing those Azeredo lashes *_*

I could not be happier with these. It kind of looks like my childhood self (have you ever noticed little kids had seemingly huge eyes proportionate to their bodies?), I can see without discomfort, and they enhance a minimal makeup look, which is a huge plus since my skin has been changing lately, and I’m finding I actually kind of hate wearing so much of it nowadays.

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What to look for

If you’re looking for a solution like me, and can’t find any lenses for your light eyes, I highly recommend this site. It was much easier to use than any of the others I looked at, and even though there weren’t as many reviews for the ones I bought, the photos were what sold me, and I’m glad I didn’t wait for the out-of-stock ones (you give them your email so they can let you know when they’re back in stock, and four weeks on; no word). Look for lenses without a limbal ring (the dark edge that made me look like a vampire/werewolf/whatever), and if you don’t have grey eyes, choose a mix of colours, like tri-colour, so they look more natural….unless that’s not the look you’re going for. In that case, there are red, purple, pink with heart shapes – just go for it!

WARNING: As with anything that goes near your eyes, you should take the utmost care with lenses, and circle lenses in particular. There are plenty of horror stories over infection, irritation etc, which I won’t go into here – you should always do your own research to find what fits you best. Make sure you do your research with regard to brand/size/store.

I hadn’t done a post in a while, since I’m still recovering, and I literally dislocated my thumb at lunch T_T so hopefully this is helpful! Happy shopping!

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xo Lo

Surgery Nightmare

It’s been a week since my knee surgery, and I’ve been hiding like a cave troll because not only have I felt like one until now, but I also looked like one (however strangely didn’t smell like one?). It was my sixth surgery overall, and third one on my knees. And it was a chipping nightmare.

I’ve waited five years for this surgery, ever since I was attacked at an Amity Affliction gig in Melbourne in 2012, my knee dislocated for about an hour and a half before we realised the ambulance wasn’t coming and took a taxi to the hospital. They couldn’t pull me out of the cab because I was screaming so much, so they gave me a morphine whistle, and I don’t remember much after that. Also, I’d apparently snapped the medial quad in the process. Strangely, the surgeon decided that my left knee (previously dislocated and operated on) was in more need of surgery, so he opted to do that instead. Apart from a long recovery and a short-lived bout of hives from a recovery IV, there were no problems.

However.

I informed the anaesthetist that after my first knee surgery on the other knee in 2006, I’d had issues with my TMJ, possibly due to position/breathing tube during the surgery, and that I’d had the hive reaction to the IV after my last surgery. Although no one else could find a cause, he pinpointed in my file that it was due to morphine, so decided he’d concoct something that wouldn’t give me a reaction. I told him whatever he recommended, as he was the expert and had taken the time to call and do a pre-op meeting with me. The surgeon said it was a normal histamine reaction, and not an allergy.

As soon as I woke up in recovery, I immediately started screaming. I could feel every single incision point, and it was all burning, and my hands were tingling like crazy – like they were going to explode. The nurses told me to meditate and focus on my breathing and that the doctor would be there soon. Apparently he came an hour later, after telling my parents I’d be out in 40 minutes, and I remember him asking me the same questions and everyone being quiet and telling me I was just panicking and to breathe. I just kept apologising through tears for causing a fuss and scaring the other patients in the ward. After a while, I realised there was one nurse next to me, telling me to wake up and breathe because I’d fallen asleep after a huge cocktail of painkillers, and my breathing had slowed to 4 ‘resps’ per minute. Later, she took me to my fam, waiting in my room.

I had been in recovery for three hours.

When we got to the room, she explained what had happened, while I started feeling extremely hot, and my hands and arms felt again like they were going to explode with pins and needles, now spreading from finger tips to elbows. I was on so many medications that I couldn’t stay awake, even though I wanted so badly to tell them my perspective, but I just remember everyone putting cold packs and ice around my body. That night, I stayed awake after everyone had gone, with two drips of ketamine, fentanyl and oxycodone in my arm and heart-rate monitors every half an hour, annoying the nurses when I told them something wasn’t right or that I needed to go to the bathroom (the drips had to be unhooked and a rollator brought to me to get out of the bed), until they took the painkiller button away from me (that particular time I’d used it twice in an hour – it’s meant for every few minutes).

I stayed in the hospital two nights, saw the surgeon for one minute, during which he prescribed a double dose of painkillers to take home, and awaited the anaesthetist, who never showed. The pain was always there, and I had to confirm to the nurses, through sobs, my name – for the fifth time during that shift – in order to get the dose they were late with. When I got home, I realised they hadn’t given me any painkillers, just the long-acting ones for night, so I had to fight for that, after which they claimed I had ‘left’ it at the hospital, later that night.

Every day since, I’ve been battling with the pain, barely sleeping, barely able to eat, and throwing up every. single. day. I have horrendous nerve pain under the operated area that feels like hot needles being shoved into my skin, and bad pain and muscle spasms under the knee that, again, the painkillers only make me feel drowsy or disoriented for.

To be honest, it’s been one of the worst time of my life, not counting a slew of other horrible things that have happened in the past couple of days, unrelatedly. I thought I was well-prepared, but I guess things like these are impossible to anticipate. I can’t wait for this to be over and to move on with my life already!

UPDATE:

Almost a month on from surgery, I’m still battling nausea and vomiting almost a litre worth each time, but only when I eat meat and dairy?! So I’m basically an unwilling vegan at this point – or plant-based, I guess. The stitches have been taken out, and I’m getting around in a wheelchair with a leg extension and crutches, which have been really hard on my shoulders and wrists. I’m really trying to be positive, but at the same time I have to study for a supplementary exam, even though I was advised to take this semester off, and have three medical certificates. So I’ve been trying to cut down on painkillers to concentrate…it’s not been great.

All I want is to be able to walk by myself and get on with my life. It’s so frustrating and lonely, but I have another appointment with the surgeon in a week, so hopefully I’ll be able to start physio. I just wish everything wasn’t so difficult. Even things like showering are so draining and leave me with lasting pain, and my body feels twisted to the point that my back will hurt more than my knee. I feel awful asking people to get me this and that and being waited on, or making a trip out for a couple of hours into a major, planned out endeavour. If it sounds depressing, it’s because it is. I’m trying to remain positive; really, really trying, so I don’t want to even mention the majority of things. Maybe I’ll do an honest post on what to expect some day when I’m more removed from it, but right now it’s just too fresh and painful still.

Anyway, I’ll start posting more again from now on, about actually interesting topics, instead of my personal hardships!