Monday, March 29, 2010

Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head

Another rainy day in New York.

Another cheap, broken umbrella in the trash.
Time for a change.

The white splatters on this brellie turn colorful once rained upon. Your own little magic trick.

Related Story of Shame: In the early 90s, "Hypercolor" t-shirts were all the rage (well, for all of 3 months). I purchased a hot pink one to wear to my middle school orientation. I was that cool.

The shirts, which were mostly some garish neon color would change hues based on temperature. Therefore, if someone patted your back, a large hand print would appear in a contrasting shade on your t-shirt. We thought this was totally rad. After all, it was the beginning of the 90s-we had nothing else to worry about. Along with prankish hand prints, certain areas would turn colors showcasing the pre-teen hormonal changes and perspiration. Like I said, totally rad.

I think this memory is causing my face to hypercolor.

1 comment :

  1. I have to admit that I've never heard of these shirts! Maybe they were not a big hit in Florida. Now if you want to talk about parachute pants, that's a topic with which we are very familiar as one member of our family had to have a pair and they were the hottest things in the sense of sweat-producing as you can imagine if you've been in FL in the spring and summer. Ah well, comfort has always been sacrificed for couture.