Wet Ride

You might think an amusement park would be no fun in the rain. You’d be right. It’s downright miserable, but I had free tickets and swag to grab.


Umbrella (I swear it’s navy, not purple) and galoshes, TJ Maxx. Sweater, Forever 21. Tee, Merona. Peacock necklace, Wet Seal. Ruffle-butt skirt, Chaus Sport (thrifted). Blue-tinted glasses, Nine West.

I grew up in Washington state – the land of evergreens and clouds. It didn’t rain every day, but it was often overcast and the diffused sunlight bouncing off the cloud ceiling could be blinding. I called these my “cloudy day sunglasses,” because they cut the glare and made it possible to drive without squinting.


Days like this sometimes make me melancholy for Washington. And then a wet butt from riding Adventure Express in the drizzle makes me glad southwest Ohio is so often dry.