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Updated December 21, 2009

I must admit, I’ve owned a few pairs of rather fabulous sunglasses. There was the white tiger print cats-eye glasses that made me look swank and bitchy. The ooh-la-la pair of tortoiseshell Coach glasses. And the wire-rimmed ones whose lenses faded from sky blue to pink.

But I wouldn’t classify any of them as movie star sunglasses. The kind you’d wear with a floppy hat if you were attempting to go incognito. I guess I’ll have to keep looking.