Saturday, August 26, 2006

Five two-seaters for blurring the fence posts and mussing your hair



BY PATRICK BEDARD, PHOTOGRAPHY BY AARON KILEY
August 2003
Maybe your ship came in. Or your divorce came through. Or your final house payment went out. Or your last kid finished college. Or your stock portfolio still hasn't slipped beneath the waves.

Or, what the heck, maybe you're just embarrassed by those untarnished credit ratings.

May we tempt you with a sports car?

A sports car is a celebratory choice, the auto equivalent of champagne. Nobody needs either one; no vitamins in either and no essential nutrients. You go with them purely because they make you feel good.

As Aristotle once observed, "Fun is fun to have."

Since you're looking to celebrate (play along, we fill these pages for food), how about something in the semiscandalous range? Something that will make your friends arch their eyebrows and say, "How does he afford that?"

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