Category: Love Letters

Tom Brady + Aston Martin? My Underpants Say Yes

Today Aston Martin announced that Tom Brady will become its new Brand Ambassador.  And because of this, the Internet exploded.  ‘NFL fans can’t afford that car!’ ‘He’s a cheater!’ ‘A deflator!’ ‘What does he know about cars!’ The Truth About Cars declared it to be “ridiculous”, see post here. Blah, blah, blah. I’m over it, people.  I’ve got one word for you…women. Aston Martin makes...

Dear Vintage BMW Lovers, Your Day Is Coming

A friend of mine told me the other day that she wanted to buy a Vintage Porsche and I nearly bit her head off, “THEY’RE TOTALLY OVERPRICED. NO! NO!” Let’s face it, holding my tongue has never been my forte. (sorry Amy, love you!) But I’m astounded by the state of the vintage car market and how some vehicles (Porsches, Broncos, Land Cruisers and American...

Dear Volvo, Talk Dirty To Me..

A heartfelt, vaguely pornographic love letter to the world’s leading luxury family car manufacturer probably wasn’t top of your “to read” list today, but for me, it is vital to write. Lemme tell you why. Volvo may have just nailed it again.  Just over a year ago, while I was whining about how they’ve lost their edge, their design sensibility and their enthusiasm for all...

Hey Toyota, NY Needs A Freaky Prius 4!

The New York Auto Show is in just over two weeks and I’m ready– ready for a crazy, new Toyota Prius. Toyota has historically been my go-to brand for awesome auto show customizations.  Here are some of my faves: The Spongebob Sienna. Classic. Pop a pink unicorn on any vehicle and you have my immediate attention. Respect & most importantly, employment is what our vets need...

Dear Alfred, Be My Valentine

Alfa Romeo and I haven’t always been friends.  And we haven’t been lovers for very long. But this Valentine’s Day, if I get my way, we’re gonna park away from the street lights, tilt the seats way back and get to know one another much better. When I was a snot-nosed high school co-ed, my boyf got himself a Spider and I threw my nose in...

Dear VW, Hell Hath No Fury..

… like a Hippie scorned! I am lucky enough to live in a hippie enclave just outside of Los Angeles.  Because, let’s face it, hippies are better than yuppies! But here’s the thing about hippies, while they’re mainly mellow, cheery pacifists, you really don’t want to piss them off.  Here are the things that generally irritate this delicate demographic: *Republicans (all flavors) *Wars (all flavors)...