Celebrating and documenting life with a husband, two tiny humans and a dog named Chino.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Woah, ugly.
This, my friends, is a Ford Fairmont, the car I sometimes drove and eventually abandoned at the tender age of 16. Its also the car that would stall on random hills and that had plaid/vinyl interior and fuzzy orange carpet. The one that we had was a color called "shammy metallic", otherwise known as sparkly orange-ish, and the source of a lot of eye rolls and laughs from friends. Ford must have been ahead of his time, because I've seen a similar color lately on some of their newer models. I must have been over the childhood trauma of driving a vehicle called, The Pumpkin Mobile, because I've found myself seriously considering the orange for my next vehicle, but I'm not sure if I'm ready to hear the grief I'll get from my dad, after all of the grief I gave him about driving this monstrosity back in the day.
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