I had the blues on Tuesday. Two days of gray rainy weather + a hectic work schedule - my boyfriend = feeling low, low, low. As I walked home in the rain, I wished that I was one of those rain people—those who hear the pitter patter of raindrops and equate it with blissful afternoons cuddling and drinking hot coco. Very unlike me, who's only fixated on the water seeping into my worn out boots. I bet if I had one of these awesome Sky Umbrellas by Tibor Kalman at the MoMa Store, I'd find something to smile about.