Though I definitely prefer them to remain in the minority, I do like rainy days. Partly because it's so cozy to curl up with rain drumming on the roof and dripping down the windows. Partly because it gets the song "Singing in the Rain" stuck in my head, and Singing in the Rain is definitely in my top ten movies of all time list (though Bringing Up Baby and Some Like It Hot are up there too, and I've spent more time recently re-watching all three Toy Stories lately than I care to admit, but this is getting off topic). And partly it's because I used to really like to go for long walks in the rain when I was stressed out or had something to think about. It started in high school, and continued through sometime Freshman year of college--after that, I think having to walk to class in the rain took the pleasure out of choosing to walk in the rain. But there was something strangely comforting about walking in a spring rain, soaking wet, and stopping somewhere for hot tea to sip on the way.
Anyway, I appreciate a good rainy day.
dress: h&m (from a swap), tights: leggs, shirt: goodwill, boots: thrifted (etienne aigner), earrings: thrifted, umbrella: family
I really really love this yellow umbrella. It is my mother's from when she was little, and you can still see the part of her monogram that hasn't fallen off over the years. And unlike every umbrella made in the past decade, it never turns inside out and drags me along the sidewalk when it is windy. Lack of umbrella-sailing is always a plus, especially in the city.