Cars are ladies

I figured I’d write this because, as much as it is obvious to me, it seems that this fact feels weird to some people. For example, a girl friend of mine recently asked me “why do you say ‘she’ when talking about a car? Why not ‘he’?”

Right from the start, I have always considered cars to be ladies, probably because in French, where everything has a gender, cars are, simply, feminine.
But then, when you look into it, cars are often described using words such as “curves”, “hips”, “sexy” and more terms that, incidentally, we also use to describe ladies. Cars with ladies names are very common, whether it be in real life or in movies, such as Eleanor, the famous Shelby Mustang GT500 who is one of the main protagonists in Gone in 60 Seconds, or Christine, the ’58 Plymouth Fury, in the movie of the same name (based on Stephen King’s novel).

And honestly, when you see the passion and the amount of time that some men spend taking care of their cars (which, in a funny or sad way, sometimes exceeds the time spent with their wife or girlfriend), you have to agree that such a relationship can only be attained with someone of the opposite sex.

In addition to all this, some cars, mostly classics, have an aura about them that can only be related to feelings that ladies can give. As the owner of a beautiful  ’67 Alfa Romeo Spider “Duetto” I know such nicely put it: “taking her for a spin gives the same feelings as when, as a teenager, you slip out of your bedroom window at night to go make love to your girlfriend by the lake, under the moonlight”.

On a final note, I’ll just state that cars do have a couple of advantages over wives or girlfriends: they’ll never claim of having a headache, and they’re always a good ride… (Except for Christine, who’ll make sure you never survive the ride…)