Least Brilliant Idea. Ever.

Guys.  Guys.  On Saturday I decided that since it was not raining for the first time in my (admittedly short when concerning the weather) memory, I should go out for an adventure.  To Waterside.  It did seem like a brilliant idea at the time.

And then I got there… and I realized why no one else was about.  The wind.  Crazy.

And I only got one semi-normal looking photo.  My hair.  It’s… I don’t even know where it is.

On the plus side, the park was mostly empty which significantly cut down on the what-is-that-crazy-doing looks.  And I had a lovely (windy) walk.

But I might have to brave the streets next time.  Tall buildings totally cut down on wind, right?


  1. says

    Hahaha! Your outfit is adorable, even if the wind was messing with your hair. We have had the craziest, windiest week here in Indiana. It’s about time for it to quit.

  2. says

    Ohhhh I’ve had far worse ideas than that. Like taking photos in a downpour and thinking I can duct tape an umbrella to my tripod.

    I’m loving that eggplant coat, very chic.

      • says

        Oh no! That is awful. I hope it’s okay; which I say because I’m not sure if you knew I existed when I told the story of what happen to my first 50 mm lens: it fell over on the tripod and it seemed fine, worked perfectly for a WEEK and then fell into two pieces!

          • says

            It might have just been because it was the cheapy plastic $100 50mm —
            I think, well I would certainly hope that the mostly metal lenses
            could survive a small fall.

            But then I went out and got the 1.4 for $360 or whatever and it feels
            a lot more solid. I was even able to get $40 for the broken one on
            ebay. I have no idea what a person would want with a broken lens, but
            they sell. apparently.