the umbrella.

A fuck you to rain.

Recently in Wellington the weather has turned to liquid. Everyday as I walk down the streets I feel as if I'm under the sea and surrounded by hundreds of different species of jellyfish shaped umbrellas. Quite fascinating mechanisms umbrellas are AND they have been around forever (just wiki it). They also seem to be collaborating with all types of artists (they pretty much made Rhianna famous). Perhaps they are THE next great accessory?

ultra protection sorted?

getting emotional.

Do YOU have any wild umbrella stories? What do these dryness (mostly) guaranteed objects symbolise for you?

Keep thinking.

XX

Lou.