On a recent stormy San Francisco day, pedestrians all around me struggled as the wind made their bodega-bought umbrellas leap like impatient leashed puppies, or worse yet, flip inside-out like starfish stomachs. But not me. My umbrella kept its rounded shape in the nastiest of rainy gusts, its architectural integrity as unbroken as the dome of St. Peter’s.
If you go through cheap umbrellas like paper towels, the deliberately over-engineered Blunt from New Zealand offers a less wasteful way to weather the elements.
Structurally, the Blunt falls somewhere between suspension bridge and NASA space probe: telescoping fiberglass ribs; an impressive array of chunky polycarbonate struts; and, true to its name, tips that are rounded-off in lieu of those sharp metal points that threaten to poke passersbys in the eye.