Bill doesn’t wear glasses, but Andrew #2, the most fashion-forward of his friends, has wire rims. So does Tom, my other teenage son.
Andrew #1, the friend I like best, has a stupid beard like glued-on black sandpaper. It reminds me of “Pat the Bunny.”
My students sometimes show up in black rimmed glasses. They have no glass in them. I’m guessing it’s an Irony thing.