This
year I decided to trade out the routine Auto show for the AutoRama, a custom
car show! Year after year since I
can remember, I’ve visited the Chicago Auto Show. So this year, I left the boring selection of concept and
electric cars, for a more adventurous option, a World of Wheels.
As
I entered the showroom floor, I was blown away with amazement: an El Camino,
Coupe Street Rods, and oh yeah… the Deuce and a Quarter! That infamous Buick Electra 225. I immediately recognized this model as
my great-grandfather’s Buick classic is still in our family. As I peered from car to car, I could only
imagine myself behind the wheel of one of those jewels! “I’d choose that car; it goes with my
outfit,” I thought to myself!
There was so much history in the place! Car collections spanned from as early as the 1930s. There was even a barn find that had been
parked since 1973 – yes, 41 years ago!
And oh, the paint…yes, let’s talk paint. It was pristine!
As if each vehicle was covered in fresh coats of Chanel nail paint, trend
defining shades of color with high-shine and definition, class and style of
course.
As I wandered along the aisles, couples danced to Rockabilly bands playing rock and roll music dating to the early 1950s. It was like watching the Fonzarelli and Joanie Cunningham dance to tunes from Arnold’s jukebox in a scene from Happy Days! The cars were strategically spaced giving each car in its series breathing room. It was like a fine red wine: room to concentrate, evaluate, and examine from every angle. I turned the bend and was pleasantly surprised to see my high school and alma mater showing off their skills at this prestigious event. Ok, I am playing coy…I was ecstatic to see the Blue & Gold representing – the color of Mighty Men & Women! A small team of 3 juniors and a sophomore from the auto mechanic & body shop at Dunbar H.S. were onsite displaying their custom work along with their instructor, Kellen Davis.
Before
I left, I popped upstairs to check out the Tuner
Galleria. This exibition
focused on domestic and imported vehicles with grandiose and showy elements
unique to their owners yet relevant to this generational market. Custom racecars zoomed around at top
speed and I immediately observed some noticeable differences between the two
floors. Unlike the smooth tunes of
the first floor, this showroom blasted loud, techno music; the seasoned crowd now
appeared young-looking and there were scantily dressed girls dancing near the
popular cars to complete the look. The generous amounts of viewing space turned into crowds of gridlocked
cars - a scene from Freaknik in
Atlanta during Spring Break of my college years and the beer stands were
replaced with premium alcoholic beverages for purchase. I presume these strategies attempt to
convert dreamers of these cars into actual owners.
Great story Ms. Ross...
ReplyDeleteIts so great to see you travel the world! These adventures make life worth living and looks like you're having a blast along the way. So proud of you and thanks for keeping us up to date with your blog! Hey Tuskegee!!!! Skegee Pride :-)
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