Convertibles make you feel famous. I didn't tell anyone it was a rental. I drove it several times, alone, to look at the ocean. One afternoon, a middle-aged couple pulled up beside me in the parking lot at the beach. The driver rolled down his window. "What a car!" he said. I thanked him. His lady companion said, "You look great." I did look great. I have been hooked on renting convertibles ever since. Give me a choice between a little black dress and a little red ragtop, and I'll take the latter.
But because I live in a Northeastern American city and park on the street, I do not own a convertible. Instead I have a dented and rusted 11-year-old station wagon. I look for my automotive glamour elsewhere. It doesn't even have to be particularly swish: a Le Baron's as good as a Jaguar, as long as the top goes down.
Frankly, driving in a convertible anything is as close to nature as I get. Despite the ugly rumors my friends like to spread, I don't hate nature. I understand that it figures heavily in the production of oxygen. Much of it, when prepared correctly, is delicious. Much of it is pretty. Beautiful, even. And never more beautiful than when seen from a convertible.
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