Whenever it rains, I consider the sad fate of being an umbrella: an often short lived life, destined to be broken and cast aside along city sidewalks of the world. Cue in the silver lining, as even this humblest of objects deserves a moment of splendor and I will suggest two! The first is in the form of a classic French film from 1964 titled “Les Parapluies de Cherbourg” (The Umbrellas of Cherbourg) in which a love story blossoms against a back drop of a delightfully decadent umbrella shop. Brilliant colors beam from every millimeter of this film, from wardrobe to wallpaper. It is something out of an art director’s dream. The second bright spot comes out of that lovely little town called Paris from the atelier of Michel Heurtault. These exceptionally beautiful umbrellas are handcrafted with luxurious materials and elaborate detailing. It’s without doubt the perfect accessory for singing in the rain…