OK, maybe I'm in the Twilight zone right now, but it all seems like I live in the past these days... First the Vespas, then the Vintage flea market and now... the 1965 Mustang. It's one of the many models that Mikaël Cleuziou, a young entrepreneur who started Lazare et Vespucci, a company that sells old reconditioned automobiles from the 60's or so. Brilliant idea. Don't think of buying this one, it's already sold he told me.
Mustang!
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Mustang!!!
Thanks for cleaning the lens on that web cam, Eric.
Is this blast from the past week? My first car was a red 1965 Mustang convertible. By the time I got it, it was ten years old and in pretty bad shape, but still the coolest car I have ever owned. I still have dreams about that car, dreams in which I did not foolishly sell it to Kenny Gurtz for $200. I can't imagine ever having the nerve to drive in Paris, but if I did, a vintage Mustang would be the way to go!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful car -- was it a convertible? Definitely not what I'd expect to see in Paris, but boy howdy I bet you'd get a lot of stares driving this around town (especially wearing vintage clothes from yesterday's post). Mustang Eric, think you better slow your Mustang down!
ReplyDeleteI once had a boyfriend who collected Mustangs.... honestly, he had a lot of them lol. They are lovely cars.
ReplyDeleteThey are lovely, indeed. I rented a convertible Shelby once, to toot around San Diego for a couple of days. It was simply awesome.
ReplyDeleteNext one : Mustang Fastback 68 from "Bullitt". If anybody wants to be Steve McQueen through Paris streets...
ReplyDeleteThe same Mikaël? Mikaël Cleuziou?
ReplyDeleteI once had a mid year release Mustang - 1964 1/2 - orange, no less! It was fun. I still own a red and white '67 Honda 50 with 1500 miles on it. Someday I'll take it to Paris and tootle around on it. See if I can't run into Eric. ; )
ReplyDeleteMerci Lazare et Vespucci !
ReplyDeleteI'm still thinking of the music you all discussed yesterday, and the comment about activity in the back seat: of a Mustang, maybe. There is an older song, with the following lyrics:
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And baby clothes
He's so ambitious
He even sews;
But don't forget, boys
That's what you get, boys
For makin' whoopee.
Yeah, well, my latest crush involved a lovely lady who, on the second date, informed me that she was going to adopt a baby next year, and an older child the following year, and if our relationship was going any further, I needed to commit to this right now.
Whew. No whoopee, there! I think the soles of my shoes are still smoking. Ran like a mustang.
In 1973, I had a 68 mustang that LOOKED like Steve McQueen's car in bullitt. Unfortunately it had an engine that was more like Jed Clampett's pickup truck. Ah well, at least it looked cool.
ReplyDeleteawe man! there is nothing like a pony! and one in paris....eric you are killing me ;)
ReplyDeleteI must be the only person in the world who has never owned, knew someone who owned, rented or been in a Mustang. What is wrong with me?
ReplyDeleteKatie, loved your vision of Eric all pimped up, cruising the streets - accompanied by his booty shakin' PDP bitches naturally!
I always wanted one of these, but alas, no. I started to reply to someone here, but as I kept reading, I couldn't stop laughing at all of the comments.
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
Excellent!
Excellent!
he he Drummond. Funny as ever. You will, my friend, you will ;) it's a closed and mysterious club - dun dun dur - which you will no doubt enter at some stage. LOL
ReplyDeleteEric has been taking a walk down memory lane these last few days with his photography. Sometimes that happens if you live long enough. I know that I have gone through periods like that with my artwork. It's sort of reflective. You look back and remember the highlights of the really beautiful creative things that have been made during your life that sort of just seemed popular at the time of the conception. But now they really stand out as an achievement. That's how art is, it must age to see if it has any merit, or if it is just a "flash in the pan".
ReplyDeleteI don't think I ever owned a Mustang. I did own a Thunderbird, black with black interior, when I was 18 years old living in Beverly Hills, California. I thought that car was so HOT!
ReplyDeleteBTW, Jeff, you're funny! I can just see your face when she told you about the kids.
ReplyDeleteAhhh..what a cool car. Now if everything we own could add up to buy a flat in Paris and a restored Jaguar XK120 coupe to drive around town in, I'd be a happy man....British racing green with a nice carmel leather interior....
ReplyDeleteSomething about classic cars and Paris always makes me smile!
In the meantime, have you guys seen this 3 minute movie "Kisses from Paris"?
Sean
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Q__atwKOKo
Thanks for the photo and the link, Eric. And thanks to all the rest of you for a much-needed good laugh.
ReplyDeleteLois, I can't see the look on Jeff's face, but I can see the back of his head!
EuroStyle I'm with you. A Jag in that colour is my dream car.
ReplyDeleteBut if anyone was to offer me a fast pony to drive around Paris in..... well (sigh)
Eric,
ReplyDeleteWilson Pickett and I have only one thing to say......
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kfuHgzu1Cjg
And Jeff, oui! it was a Mustang as a matter of fact and a ........well never mind.
V
Jeff...nothing some jazz and a few glasses of vino won't cure. Good luck with the ladies Mr. Mustang! For a moment I thought she was adopting you. ;-)
ReplyDeleteWild Summer Nights
ReplyDeleteStreet lights, crystallize the city
Scarlet, sunset soft and pretty
Shadows, race along the beach
Schoolboys are back out on the streets
Gears are power shiftin' down the Old Escape Road
All the kids are dancin' as the jockey spins gold
Everybody's fakin' that they'll never grow old
Open up your door
Let those lake pipes roar
Into the
Wild Summer Nights oh babe those
Wild Summer Nights (summer nights)
Wild Summer Nights oh babe but
Wild Summer Nights
Summer nights
Strangers cruising' down the South Strip
Cool cats searchin' for some hot lips
Night-shift neon ribbons flash forever
Rebels lace midnight in black leather
Shipwrecked pirates claim their treasures in the sand,
Sidewalk surfers ride the streets in super vans
Beach fires light the faces of the gypsy caravans
Open up your door
Let those lake pipes roar
Into the
Wild Summer Nights oh babe those
Wild Summer Nights (summer nights)
Wild Summer Nights oh babe but
Wild Summer Nights
Wild Summer Nights oh babe those
Wild Summer Nights (summer nights)
Wild Summer Nights oh babe those
Wild Summer Nights oh babe but
Wild Summer Nights
But Wild Summer Nights
A Mustang and Wild Summer Nights. And he was the best kisser in the world! lol
My project for when I get back from France is to finish restoring my 1966 Mustang.
ReplyDeleteThat's a '65? It has a '66 grille, but that part is easily changed.
That's the original color of mine, though it now wears candyapple red.
Thanks for the pic.
Classic cars are always sold because there is always somebody there that want to have classic model for his/her collection. A Mustang is the pride of the American car industry and I think that any serious car collector would have at least one Mustang in his collection.
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