I am fiending this Topshop umbrella like no one's business:
Every time I opened it I could be all like "Ooh I'm just a poor old 19th century widow... in the rain."
It would be gnar.
I've had unfulfilled umbrella longings ever since I was a child and spotted the perfect one in a shop window. It was totally plain, black, on the outside, but on the inside was printed Monet's Water Lilies. I've since seen plenty with the painting printed on the outside but am yet to rediscover that Holy Grail of umbrellas.
Anyway at the moment I'm making do with a pretty pale-blue umbri that has a lovely darker blue leather handle. The only problem is that I suspect it's actually a parasol. Yeah... it definitely isn't water proof.
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