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My brother wore glasses his whole life. Every pair squeezed his temples, slid off his nose, gave him headaches by afternoon. Every optician said the same thing: "Try a wider frame."
He found one once. It actually fit. Then the optician told him it was the oversized version — wider, but designed like an afterthought. No style. Just bigger.
Then I looked closer. My dad. My boyfriend. Same story. When they found something that fit, they were stuck choosing between comfort and anything they'd actually want to wear.
It wasn't their heads. It was a design failure — an industry that built one standard and made ugly the only option for everyone outside it.
I rebuilt from scratch. Temple length. Bridge width. Hinge angle. Frame weight. Until my brother put a pair on and forgot he had them on.

Other frames stop at 145mm. That's where we start.
Measured fit. Style that was never an afterthought.