Isn’t it odd, to not like something for so long, and then one day you wake up, and you really really like it? I wonder what the psychology is behind that? Because I ONLY ever REALLY like things that I first started out hating. No Doubt (yeah, little known fact, I didn’t like them when Spiderwebs came out) The BEATLES (seriously! And then I became obsessed) tv shows, people, cats…you name it…if I like it now, I probably had a little hate in my heart for it at first!
We all know that I like Convertibles. For years I wanted a Jeep Wrangler. Until I visited my friend who had upgraded her Subaru to a BMW!!! Then I got jealous and wanted a Beamer…Did the math and you can get a pretty good early 2000’s BMW Z3 ROADSTER, for about the same price as a Jeep…. Then I started saving up… Got close and then was LET GO from The End….. had to use that money to survive…..
I drive with my convertible top down as MUCH as possible. In the winter, when it’s only kind of raining.. I love the ‘free’ feeling that you get when you don’t have a roof…
I never liked Motorcycles. My mom’s side of the family have a few (including my dad who has a really nice Black/Yellow/Silver Harley that he is very proud of)…. I never got it…….. They always looked so big and bulky to me…
And then living on Capitol Hill…everyone has a scooter….But I think scooters look weird..
But everything didn’t seem to fit me and my personality…..until I saw THIS thing:
The first EVER Harley Davidson….
1903
I am officially in LOVE…
I would look so good on that thing..
Only problem is I think they’re ONLY in museums!!
*swoon* *swoon* *swoon*
*SWOON CITY*
