Fabulous. Now not only were my clothes all soggy, but I also had mad hair. And I kind of assumed that my makeup had to be messed up by this point. Sodding umbrella! It's from Coach, a gift from my nana. I can't believe it was leaking. All I kept thinking was, "Who makes such an object, with such an especially important purpose, that doesn't work?!" Clearly good intentions don't count for anything in this case. Then again, there are very few instances when intentions can redeem ourselves.