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If I a had a dollar for every bodega umbrella I have lost, left or watched implode and blow away down Seventh Avenue I wouldn’t be rich but you’d think I'd just buy a serious umbrella already.

My resistance to owning expensive umbrellas and functional rather than fashionable rain gear is another way for my unconscious to say, “But you really still live in LA and it never rains!” and “But I’ll just buy another one for $5 from that guy on the corner since they all break anyhow!”


Alas, this pattern is not something I wish to pass down to my son. It’s time I own up to my weather reality and get my son his own damn umbrella. Luckily, these options are cheap, cheerful and easily replaceable for when one of us (probably me!) leaves it behind in a taxi.

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