Of course I'm no fan of this vintage, shabby chic style umbrella (well, yes, embarassing enough I am, but I would never tell, not even under torture!), but I see everything in black inside my head, and in black this will be wonderful and so pretty I must poke out my eyes because it hurts too much looking at it. And all around me people will start taking suicide because they want an umbrella just like it and when they understand they can never have it they must die....well, that's just how my mind wanders away sometimes...
I just love my homemade movies my brain presents to me every day. I wish you could all sit down and watch the magic going on in there....