Gosh, I love an old Jag convertible.
I'd start speaking in a clipped English accent; I'd act like some sort of British super-spy. I'd ... I'd ... hang it on the wall of my house and use it as a bookcase?
Sheesh, you'd have to have a boat-load of cash to turn a full-sized Jaguar into wall art.
And it begs the question, how do I get it off the wall and out of the house when I want to go for a spin?
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My parents once designed a house so my mom could hang her quilt collection...
ReplyDeleteI would keep waiting for an earthquake to bounce it from the wall. Better to keep it in the garage for spin-worthy excursions.
Then there's the question of where to put the books while you're out for your drive.
ReplyDeleteThe Jag does it for me. The Jag As Wall Art does not! All this says to me is "Look how much money I have."
ReplyDeletewell to each their own. But I'd rather wear a swank worthy ensemble and take a jaunt to the beach in it personally. I adore them too.
ReplyDeleteWhat a waste of a fantastic auto. I wonder if they stripped the engine and the running gear before they hung it up? If so, what a crime!
ReplyDeleteWhat a waste of a beautiful e-type; they don't make them like that anymore - conspicuous consumption should be made a crime
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