Author: motorheadmama

10 Worst Car Headlines of 2011

10. Goodbye Saab–our beloved Swedish automaker is finally taken off life support. How I’ll miss the center console ignition. For more info, see To All The Cars I’ve Loved Before entry. 9. Matte Black Is Everywhere–the only upside that I can think of is that the sales of bar-b-q black spray paint must be good for Home Depot’s p&l. But I’m over it already. 8....

Top 10 Car Headlines 2011

10. The Cayenne Grows A Pair–the third generation of the Porsche SUV finally does Stuttgart justice. I think it came out in 2010, but I didn’t drive it until this year so cut me some slack. Bottom line is, the thing drives like a dream.  Not just a shopping cart for kept ladies anymore.. 9. Matte Black is Everywhere–this will be on my worst list...

The Diane Keaton of Cars

In this land of billionaires, Bugattis and Botox, looking for a flashy car is kinda like looking for fake boobs…throw a rock and you’ll hit one.  Like my friend Garrett told me before I moved here, “BMW is the Honda of LA.” No kidding. If you’re reading from some normal place like, well, anywhere else, think of it this way.  You know when you’re driving...

To All The Cars I’ve Loved Before

You know when you break up with someone and it hurts.. a lot? Then, maybe a month, a week, a year later, you are forced to relive the horrific experience by seeing that person, happily involved with another person. Ug. It’s terrible. Whether you see them laughing, fighting, holding hands or making out, the same dreadful feelings endure– do they kiss like me, is her...

Tangerine Tango: You Got Mama’s Panties in a Bundle

Ok, it’s official. The color of the year for 2012 is Tangerine Tango. Sounds awful, doesn’t it? The initial signs of Orange permeating the car world are everywhere, and has me all kinds of worried. First, there was the LA Car Show: If you squint your eyes, the yellow lettering says “mama”.. (Oh Santa, you shouldn’t have!)         Then there was the...

Dude, Or Douchebag: Pickups

Ah the pickup. Nothing says solid dude, like this: This guy is so great. There’s no porn on the floor of the passenger side, he’s not sipping a latte, he doesn’t even have a cell phone–he’s solid dude. He’s probably got a thermos with his Folger’s freakin’ coffee, a Farmer’s Almanac and is listening to baseball on his am radio. God love ’em.  He’s a...