Saturday, November 22, 2003

Celebrity umbrellas

If you see a young couple walking on a rainy afternoon, there is always the distinct possibility that they are married to other people, not present. However, there is an even greater chance that the umbrella they share belongs to another.

Umbrellas, the most promiscuous of personal effects, are the thing that no one is above stealing. Is our fear of the damp such that we consider any umbrella fair game? And can anything be done to redesign them to eliminate their inherent Britishness?

When leaving a celebrity luncheon at which I was not a featured celebrity, I pick up a stray umbrella. When walking through a hotel dining room, the girl I’m with can’t help but collect the last umbrella from the stand. We may not be rich or famous, but we have the umbrellas of those who are.

by Jack, November 22, 2003 7:59 PM | More from The Damned Human Race

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2 Comments

benmac said:

umbrella pilfering? that's the lowest of the low. Unless - what kind of celebrities were they?

Jack said:

Well, I think I have one of Michael Musto's.

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