taking the wheel

25.08.14

Ford lent me their

Ford Fusion Energi

a couple of weeks ago to test out and I love it. I wasn’t paid to write this post. They didn’t ask me to in exchange for the car. Nada. I just really like the car. It was the perfect addition to the family as we took a few road trips to museums, the beach, amusement parks and ice cream shops. The ride was so incredibly smooth, super spacious, quiet and comfortable. That’s a big deal for me, as I get neck and back issues when driving for too long and I did not feel any discomfort at all. I’m also a big fan of the car’s features, especially the rear view camera. No need to turn your head to make sure you’re properly backing up. Again, good for bad necks like mine. The dashboard was equipped with a full screen illustrating my every move, and some were actually quite interesting! My sister and I could not stop laughing in shock when the car alerted me that I may be in need of coffee. I was driving her to the airport at 4:30am and the car must have picked some inconsistencies in my speed. There was police activity on the northbound side of the freeway so I may have been stalling to see what it was. The car immediately alerted me with a brightly lit coffee image, a beeping sound and request to rest.

(Urban Outfitters tank, BCBG skirt, Zara shoes on sale)

The car was also great for just hanging out with friends or going out on a date night. It just has a nice vibe for night time driving. The interior was pretty sexy. I can’t think of a time I ever said that, but it did feel that way. What can I say.

Besides falling in love with the car, I also tried something different in the last few weeks. I put up my hair to go out. I know. It doesn’t sound ground breaking at all. But part of my going-out ritual has always revolved around my hair. It’s my protector. The safety net that adds that extra feminine touch…

Although I work in a very social business that requires a lot of engaging, I’m pretty shy believe it or not. It may come across as aloof or disinterested at times. But, no. I can be very shy and introverted. And something about my hair being down helps me loosen up. I wear my hair up when I work, paint and cook. It has never been a going out option but … It was hot. And I’m getting older. The heat and age don’t agree like they used to. I also think that with age comes confidence. You need less of those of little rituals and illusions that “protect” you — whatever they may be. In my case, it was hair. Now don’t get me wrong, I will always be hair obsessed, but not for the same reasons. It felt good to wrap a low bun, throw on my favorite pencil skirt and take a drive to a nice restaurant on a summer evening.