There is something about old things that always gets my attention. I have a fond admiration for antiques, worn out vintage clothing, dilapidated buildings, and rusty old vehicles. I find things charming that you may pay no heed...and that's okay.
Well let me tell you, back in high school I was obsessed with the idea of getting a 2002 BMW.
Before you point out the contradiction between the previous statement and the one I just made, I specifically fell in love with the 1974 2002 BMW. Something about that adorable petite box with wheels tugged at my heart strings. My dreams where wrecked when my parents said "no" due to the lack of safety features required the day it was built.I have since replaced that fondness with another box...this time it's the Mini Rover, although an Austin would be okay too. Again I find myself dreaming of speeding down highways, the wind in
my hair, as I enjoy something that was someone's prize possession 20 years ago. So pardon me while I dream for a little while...but if you want, I will invite you along for the ride.


and wash cloths (This will be on my Christmas list!).