I have always looked at classic cars as the more romantic part of the automobile world. They carry a sense of nostalgia with them, a feeling of a past that was purer and more beautiful. And that is easy to associate with female energy. But somehow the collectors market has evolved without the vivid presence of women.
Collecting classics has never been a thing of practicality, in general. It’s an image. An artifact that confirms a desired identity. ...Continue Reading →