Dude, Or Douchebag: Bronco
This week, in honor of the 19th Anniversary of the OJ Simpson freeway chase, I would like to salute the Dudes & the Douchebags that have driven this classic Amerian vehicle.
When I met my husband, he drove a Bronco– it stank like day old Big Macs and even older moldy wetsuits (hands off, ladies, he’s all mine) which is precisely what a Bronco is for, enjoying the magic that is the Southern California lifestyle. Apparently, a Bronco is also well suited for zooming up the 405 while you create your alibi for your wife’s murder, but I digress…
Thanks to the short expiration date on the American memory, the classic Bronco is back and being restored right and left. You’ve got your matte black in Santa Monica:
To your moss green in West Hollywood:
And because this is one of the few popular American vehicles that hasn’t been remade (yet), I am delighted to see these guys fixing up their Broncos and parading them around the streets of LA. Total Dudes.
Especially when they do manly things like go to Home Depot:
But what is a Douchebag move is Beverly Hills shopping in the Bronco:
So to review, it’s lumber..yes. Louis Vuitton..no. Oh and murder, that’s bad too. Don’t be a Douchebag.