A word that tickles me perhaps more than any other word is bumbershoot. And to hear it from the mouths of the cute as a boot watch-hound-dogs on Disney’s “Aristocats” makes this word even funnier (and sweeter). It is now an umbrella term of endearment to me. Incidentally, I enjoy mispronouncing umbrella: um-ber-ella.
Umbrellas are called by many names… parasols, gamps, umbrelleries, and yes bumbershoots. I have been enamored with them since the early seventies (my earliest decade). Huge, colorful, vinyl, plastic, fabric, clear, translucent, patterned, striped, old, new… Then somewhere along the way, things changed, and umbrella’s became less of a fashion and more of a hidden away business secret, glamorous no more. Thankfully, however, one sees more and more of a resurgence in the world of umbrellas in the new millennium.
Here are some of my favorite images I came across when looking for photos of vintage umbrellas. I have taken the liberty of adding delightful captions for your thoughtful pleasures. I do hope you enjoy them as much as I do.