Motorhead Mama Blog

Test Drive Tuesday: Alfa Romeo 4C Spider

Every once in a while, I test drive a car that makes me want to drive it home, change my name, burn off my finger prints and die my hair black.  Then when the guys come to retrieve the car, I can say in a slow, incoherent Russian accent, “I Don’t Know Dis Motorhid Mama.” Enter the Alfa 4C. I’ll admit that when this car...

Freak Of The Week: Masshole

(Warning: this post is wildly inappropriate for kids.  For a killer bedtime story, look at another post.) I recently returned from a family trip to Cape Cod.   By end of it, I needed a solid laugh.  Or at least a kick ass car spotting to ease my familial induced malaise. Happily, on my very last day, the Baby Jesus was kind enough to bless...

Freak Of The Week: Jared Leto

When people outside of LA think of Angelinos, they assume we are used to seeing celebrities & their cars. They assume that while I’m stuck on PCH, I’m waving at Jennifer Anniston in her 911 Turbo and shortly after, high fiving Jay Leno as he passes me in a Ariel Atom. The truth is, in these parts, a simple rule applies: the more conspicuous the car,...

Tuesday Test Drive: Fiat 124 Spider Bites!

Oh shut up, I know it’s Friday. But I drove the Fiat 124 on Monday and we weren’t allowed to release reviews until today so here it is. And you’re gonna be glad I didn’t wait until next week, because this is a car that you need to know about. Fiat’s new 124 Spider is a car that everyone’s been excited to drive & here’s why:...

Dude, or Douchebag: ICON’s Jonathan Ward

Fundraisers. Who goes to that stuff anyway? Celebrities, heiresses and society people, people with too much money & time– not MY people. But then I got an invite where the “cause” was close to my heart or more accurately, my uterus (it was for needy kids) and I went. However, the real draw was to answer the perpetual MM question, “Is He A Dude, or...

Ain’t No Parade Like A Topanga Parade

‘Cuz a Topanga Parade smells like weed.  This year’s celebration was one for the ages. Sixteen years ago, my husband and I decided that people suck, so we should make our own.  When deciding where to raise them, we figured, ‘Hippies are Better than Yuppies’ so we landed in Topanga Canyon. We weren’t interested in a community, new friends or even a backyard crop of ganja.  But we...