Review on SPY Optic Dirty Wrap Sunglasses by Sean Young

A little over ten years ago I got my first pair of SPYS and wore them everyday at work and play, riding my bike or building a house, they were always on me, protect me before rain. The Arizona sun or acts like "my hair" since I went bald. They eventually died after losing the fight with the forklift, the six braces holding me down couldn't repair the damage done. I'm sure this new pair will outlive me. We're both sturdy, chiseled, iconic pieces, but years of adventure and excitement take their toll on the human body. Go on, spy, go on.