When I was a teen, I could tell you the year of a corvette or a mustang or a beetle just by sight. I've lost that skill with age.
Now when I see a man driving a corvette or mustang, I think : "Nice car. I'm sorry your d!ck is so small" Beautiful pictures though. Lucky it was a sunny day! All the owners had to go home and rub the tree pollen off the cars though. That stuff is everywhere!
Yeah, I just got my car washed and the next day it was covered in green dust.
But I think it's wrong to view the love of a beautiful car as compensating for some personal lack. Do you judge all possessions that way? You need a car. If you can afford it, why shouldn't you pick a car that you find beautiful.
That said, I did notice that the men were most interested in the engines. Most cars had the hoods open, and men were gathered around and talking about the innards as I was getting all my camera angles on graceful outlines and chrome patterns.
Nope -- just spiffy cars, especially if driven by middle-aged men. I will say, though, that my neighbor down the street has a '41 Caddy -- BOY is that a sweet car. I make no judgements on him based on that car ownership other than I think it's incredibly cool that he has it.
And ANYONE who owns a Studebaker is a-ok in my book. I recently learned my grandparents always bought Studebakers 'cause they knew whomever owned the Milwaukee Dealership. So maybe my love of Studebakers is genetic.
You know it’s funny. I find the beauty of those cars overwhelming. I can barely look.
But I see the photo of that horn lever and I can feel the horn lever of my father’s 1964 Volkswagon and I see the photo of that door handle and I can feel the door handle of my grandparents’ 1966 Mustang.
I probably shouldn't even write this, because for me, cars are completely utilitarian objects.
The cars in the photos are wonderful and lovingly cared for. But I'll still take my 2005 Honda Civic over any of them. Air conditioning, cruise control, CD player, power windows. And maybe toss in mileage, too.
Take a long trip in summer in any of these 50s cars and you'll feel the lack of all these features.
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When I was a teen, I could tell you the year of a corvette or a mustang or a beetle just by sight. I've lost that skill with age.
Now when I see a man driving a corvette or mustang, I think : "Nice car. I'm sorry your d!ck is so small" Beautiful pictures though. Lucky it was a sunny day! All the owners had to go home and rub the tree pollen off the cars though. That stuff is everywhere!
Yeah, I just got my car washed and the next day it was covered in green dust.
But I think it's wrong to view the love of a beautiful car as compensating for some personal lack. Do you judge all possessions that way? You need a car. If you can afford it, why shouldn't you pick a car that you find beautiful.
That said, I did notice that the men were most interested in the engines. Most cars had the hoods open, and men were gathered around and talking about the innards as I was getting all my camera angles on graceful outlines and chrome patterns.
You got my two favorites, the 64 and the 54. Great looking cars! I am not a gear head engine guy, but those models are really happening.
Trey
To each, his or her own. But for some of us, it's all about grillwork, headlights, and windshield clavicles.
Ah...if they only had a Studebaker Avanti...or even a Golden Hawk!
Very pretty...
Forget the Audi or a Beetle, Althouse needs her own Corvette!
Do you judge all possessions that way?
Nope -- just spiffy cars, especially if driven by middle-aged men. I will say, though, that my neighbor down the street has a '41 Caddy -- BOY is that a sweet car. I make no judgements on him based on that car ownership other than I think it's incredibly cool that he has it.
And ANYONE who owns a Studebaker is a-ok in my book. I recently learned my grandparents always bought Studebakers 'cause they knew whomever owned the Milwaukee Dealership. So maybe my love of Studebakers is genetic.
You know it’s funny. I find the beauty of those cars overwhelming. I can barely look.
But I see the photo of that horn lever and I can feel the horn lever of my father’s 1964 Volkswagon and I see the photo of that door handle and I can feel the door handle of my grandparents’ 1966 Mustang.
That's kind of comforting.
I posted this in another thread here, but I prefer the 1961-62 models. The Sting Rays always seemed to me to be a bit too. . .boy racer-ish.
Engines from older cars are neat because they were so variable, and you can actually see something. Not so much today.
BTW, I posted on my carpet project for my 1978 Mustang II so Ann can see my daaaaaangerous steering wheel. Heh.
I love the 1954 one the best. They should just make them like that now.
I probably shouldn't even write this, because for me, cars are completely utilitarian objects.
The cars in the photos are wonderful and lovingly cared for. But I'll still take my 2005 Honda Civic over any of them. Air conditioning, cruise control, CD player, power windows. And maybe toss in mileage, too.
Take a long trip in summer in any of these 50s cars and you'll feel the lack of all these features.
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