Oct 19, 2012

Cherry Red

The first care I ever drove with any kind of regularity was a Ford Thunderbird. That big, blue piece of crap is the source of my hate of Fords since. However, I can admit when something is pretty.

I keep seeing this care in the underground parking by the grocery store.

 It probably belongs to someone working there. The other day the garage was empty enough that I could take pictures without other cars blocking my view.


 Ford was probably trying to conjure the image of genteel landowners from the old country. I dunno. I'd have to ask my royalist friends if this is something they could imagine their gentry back in the fifties.

 More shiny.

Now, that's what I call a tail light. And check out that wood paneling.

And here is the whole thing.


dive said...

"Woody" is right!
Pure, unadulterated car porn, Vanda.
Thanks for the thrill ride.

Vanda said...

I knew you'd like it!

Petrea Burchard said...

That's a pretty one.

Pasadena Adjacent said...

Your hate for Ford does not - cannot exceed my hate for Chevrolet. My first car was a mustard covered 1973 Vega

Vanda said...

Mustard covered? I'm afraid to ask how that happened.