Don't Rain on My Prada

To walk or not to walk, that is the question. If you’re the Lady, the answer is to walk. In the rain. And the wind. We weren’t entirely victim to the elements, for the Lady had an umbrella. While math is not my strong suit, I do know that Umbrella + Wind(Rain) = Awkwardness. This equation made the walk home challenging for the Lady. Doing her best to protect me from the rain, she had to use both hands to clutch the umbrella and control it like a wild steed. At some point in her varied past, I think the Lady must have been a nanny, because at more than one point during our trek she almost flew away like Mary Poppins. Now, Ms. Poppins was a lovely woman with the sassy sweetness of Betty White and resourcefulness of Martha Stewart, but her taste was questionable…I mean that carpet bag? Vraiment?