I dunno about all of them being ungly. DH is driving a'95 F-150. I told him he will have it until he can get historic plates. Or at least another 5 years until DD finishes Highschool and college. And then there will be her wedding. But anyways, Just saw the new F-150 and it sure is pretty. But I haven't looked at any of the cars.

I know what you mean.

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You know, Agnes...........I was wondering the same thing a couple years ago, and figured I also felt the same way about music, and fashion. It was then that I figured the cars weren't getting uglier, I was getting older. LOL

I dunno, Marda, I think the car in the third picture is pretty cool looking.

What I notice about cars these days is that they all mostly look alike. I guess that's a good thing if one wants the latest & greatest because if you can't tell a Mercedes from a Toyota, what's the point in wanting a new car?

When it comes to automotive beauty, it's got to be in the eye of the beholder, and I'm apparently blind.

Shiny, chrome this'n'thats gleaming, soft leathery seats, colors bright or sedate, okay -- but to me none of those equate beauty. Neither is peering over an extended hood nor riding inches above the asphalt nor having any particular brand name. Oh, I really enjoyed the Mustang's 440 hp and double-barrel carbs, but that's not beauty either (speed, yeah, but not beauty); and I enjoyed the comfortable ride, quick response, and reliability of the Mazda, but that's not beauty either. I guess I just don't see cars the same way as other folks, and that's okay because more or less chrome or a particular shape doesn't matter to me -- and I never, ever drool when seeing a new car.

Too bad Suzanne doesn't post anymore. She could write reams on the subject. I miss her.

Suzy, I'm in total agreement with your assessment! Cars, music, fashions: for the last several years they've all been *out of kilter* with my sense of beauty. I also realize that it's probably I who is *out of kilter*--about 30 years' worth!! :>)

Another car thread!!!! That's what dragged me out of the woodwork....er, uh actually dragged me out of the world of blogging.

Cars are currently quite boring. Pontiac decided to bring back the iconic GTO. I'm not sure what's going on under the hood but the body style would put you to sleep. Seriously I think they're afraid to take a risk with design.

Give me a classic car any day, even though some of them handle and ride like tanks I still love them.

Andie, on the other thread you mentioned "the Bear". My Bear was a 1973 Olds 98. The kids could play tennis in the back seat and the trunk could hold an entire greenhouse full of plant material. It was 15 feet long and you had to pack a lunch to walk from the engine to the trunk.

Think about some of the iconic cars of the past. There were the beautiful Mercedes that I call the Diplomat car. They were the ones that you'd see heads of state riding around town during official visits. They were ebony black with those double headlights. Beautiful.

My personal favorite from my long line of vehicles was my 1970 Chevelle SS396. I bust into tears if I see one driving down the road. It would be impossible for me to recapture that car because the prices are in the stratosphere. Another favorite of mine was my 1970 Karmann Ghia. I'm currently trolling the Ghia sites looking for one because they're quite affordable.

My dream would be a Bahama Blue Ghia with a white interior. Think Grace Kelley driving along the roads of Monaco, the car has that look to it. Since it was made by Porsche it had that low styling.

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I don't think it is a age thing. I don't like most of the car styles either. There are very few in my mind that stand out and say, "If you hit the lottery, buy me!"
I like those new T-bird convertibles, but wouldn't buy one because I hear they are unreliable. Many of my friends (the few my age)think they are ugly. I like those old Buick Rivieras from the late 80's that have a womanly curve to them. There are probably only a few more, but I can't even think of them. I just know when I see them.

Suzanne, Those Kharmann Ghias were neat looking cars. I hope you can find one.

To me these days all cars pretty much look alike. You can barely tell a Mercedes from a Toyota except for the Mercedes' tell-tale hood ornament. Why bother?

I remember as a kid people would anxiously await the roll-out of the new car models for the year. They all seemed so distinctive & seemed to change pretty radically from one year to the next.

The cars of my youth were those 1960's muscle cars - Pontiac GTO's, For Mustangs, etc. However, now that I'm teetering towards geezerhood, what I'd really like is my family's old Ford Country Squire station wagon with the wood paneling. I'm sure one these days would cost a fortune, but the upside would be that those things were so big you could live in them.

Ghia..........somebody plunked my Twanger. I had a bright red ghia ragtop. Outfitted it with twin exhaust extractors, (deep, melodic rumble, rumble, rumble)and a speed gear shift. It made that little four banger sound like it was ready for the salt flats. LOLOLOL. It was my second fav car.

My #1 fav car was my metallic gold sixty four mustang coupe. My first brand new car. I remember when they first came out.........it was one of the first really sporty smaller American made cars and my little gold baby would drive through anything. I mourned when my husband lent it to a babysitter who totalled it. That was when I drowned my sorrow in the ghia. LOL.

Number three fav was a 1970s something Dodge Charger. It had enough zip to get you out of tight spots, and was a pleasure to drive, and easy on the eyes.

And I also drove my share of tanks. Had an old Caddy, rode like butter, but got seven miles to the gallon, and you had to take out a mortgage to even buy spark plug wires for it. Ditto an old Ford LTD, and the last tank I ever owned, a Chrysler New Yorker. I lived waaaaaaaaaay out in the sticks and had to get to work every night in town even in blizzards. You just turned the key, pointed it towards civilisation, and it got you there. It weighed so much that the momentum kept it moving through drifts other cars mired down in.

I miss the big back seats....well, the big front seats too. But mainly the back. When the boy were small, we just couldn't go many places. Couldn't afford it, for one thing. But it's not easy to travel with three wild little boys, less than school age. But we did!

The space in the back fo the the 1950something Plymouth was big enough that we put two hassocks on the floor and laid a crib mattress over them and the seat. Two of the boys would sleep on the mattress and the third would climb up on the back of the seat in front of the rear window. They played, the mattress raised them high enough so they could see out, and they napped when they got bored. We would ride up into North Georgia or down into Florida until it got dark, then we would turn around and head home. I packed a lunch, we took turns driving, and we sprurged on restaurant for supper. Oh, and the dogs always sat up front with us. The cats had to make do and stay at home by themselves.

One time, I took along a big bunch of seedless grapes. The boys love them, and so did our dachshund. I don't know how many they fed her, but soon she got diarhea. Every 50 miles, as regular as clock work for over 600 miles, we had to stop and let the poor thing unload. The last stop was well after midnight about seven miles from home.

I used to have a GTO. It was a really neat car.
Suzanne, Neil used to have a blue and white Ghia, he loved it.
Good luck finding one.

I still have my Avalon, I love that car, it's drives and rides like a dream.

My first car was a Plymouth Lancer - had those push button to select gear. I loved that car. I bought it used and it ran for years. It was beige when I got it and over the years I guess the paint job oxidized, it turned pink!