Dude, Or Douchebag: The Woody Edition
Ok, here’s a test for you, dear reader. Look closely and tell me why this ever classic, completely pimp woody station wagon is getting my…
Ok, here’s a test for you, dear reader. Look closely and tell me why this ever classic, completely pimp woody station wagon is getting my…
I have a confession to make, dear reader– I’m not a big fan of the American car. Not that I don’t love my country, cry…
Being stuck on the 405 freeway (the nation’s most notoriously congested road) or being stuck on the 405 and being passed in the carpool lane…
I originally took this photo because I wanted to comment on the subtleties of the aftermarket parts, showing how a little restraint can be the…
After a few dry ones–I’m pleased to report that Italy’s finest was in full effect today. Nothing too exotic– 2 Californias (yuk, but that’s another…
Hint: this isn’t Dude. Dude, or Douchebag? –The MM series explained. Wondering how what you drive says about you? Let’s start with the basics: Prius=…
Given the fact that I’m not a rich woman– sure I make more than the national average, but I drive a vehicle whose value exceeds…
So this morning, my friend presents me with a challenge– switch cars for a day. Sounds tempting, right? Consider the stakes– my friend has an…
One! No joke. Probably the saddest day ever for this Enzo-devotee. But the fact that I saw 3 Lambos in the space of 20 minutes…
Why in God’s name would a grown woman spend any waking hours writing a car blog? Shouldn’t she be sipping Appletinis and watching Sex In…