Author: motorheadmama

Freak Of The Week: Palisades Party Van

Gettin’ freaky via your vehicle happens a lot in this town.  It’s one of the reasons I love LA. However, there are a few pockets of exclusion– one of which is the Palisades. Perched casually above the Pacific between Santa Monica and Malibu, the Pacific Palisades is the New Canaan of LA.  It’s rich, preppy and squeaky clean– which isn’t weird at all in Connecticut,...

Bumper Stickers Are Back: Mama’s Top 5

My mom used to tell me, if you wait long enough, everything comes back in style. Now this was much more of a justification of her borderline hoarder personality, but bottom line– she was right. From the divine (vinyl records, written notes, brown liquor) to the dreadful (trucker hats, shoulder pads, brown liquor) every trend seems to have its second day in the sun. For the...

Freak Of The Week: Jesus & The White Van

I’ve got a friend in the South Bay who’s seen Jesus. In fact, she sees him just about every week, in his van, at the Trader Joe’s parking lot in Redondo Beach: Now I’m not saying it’s Jesus himself, but it does make a lot of sense if it is. If I were dead for 2,000 years, my first stop on Earth would likely be...

Test Drive Tuesday: Porsche Macan

First, let’s answer the most burning question. Yes, it does rhyme with bacon. And no it does not rhyme with pecan. Feeling better? Yeah, me too. Anyway, so Porsche recently came out with smaller SUV. It’s called the Macan. What’s the big deal, you ask? Well, there’s this other guy making cars (his name rhymes with snooty pecan) and his electric sedan, the Model S,...

How To Undouche Your Man’s Ride

Or is it de-douche? I’m an English major, you’d think I’d know. But somehow they missed that during my higher education, so lame. Anyway, I got a call from a friend of mine the other day who’s got a new man. Isn’t that exciting? Apparently he’s cool, likes the same dorky movies and can pull his weight between the sheets. There’s just one problem, his...

Test Drive Tuesday: Thermal BMW’s New Amusement Park

It’s 4:30am and I’m fondling the snooze button wondering if it’s all really worth the effort. Do I really want to wake up before dawn for a 2.5 hour drive through the desert? Is the promise of automotive nirvana worth the sleep depravation and possible caffeine overdose that lays ahead? For a seasoned Angelino like myself, there is only one way to decide–by checking my...