All I can say is dig in

You spot those glasses first — the kind that make your brain short-circuit before you've even processed the rest of what you're looking at.

You feel the pull immediately, something low and insistent, the way your attention locks and refuses to move. You're tracing every curve with your eyes like you have permission, because the whole image practically hands it to you.

You understand exactly what the title means now. You want to take your time, be thorough, leave nothing unexplored. You already know this is the kind of indulgence you'll come back to more than once.