There, now. Thirteen pictures of a world in flames. Vehicles, yes. Vehicles, of course. That's what those flames are all about -- hot cars. A celebration of speed. Of studliness.
Of course, the flames could enhance one's poker tournament.
Or a mini-bike. Or an over-developed hog (below).
A flame or two might help sell red hots (or poor boys -- this lovely outfit was in a collection I saw in Memphis).
But in the past year, I've seen a lot of fire on clothing. F'rinstance, this Coors Tshirt or the fine sports shirt I recently spotted at Snap Snap (below).
People wear the stuff, too. Though I bet any boy child would choose the Batman sox over the hot sox at WalMart (below).
However, of all the flaming cars and sleeves and beer commercials I've seen, here's a sentimental reminder of the Detroit that was -- a thoroughtly patriotic Mustang. I do hope that the chilly economy doesn't douse the fire & spirit of the country; we need those flames even more today and tomorrow.
Loved this post. Really love the Mustang! Well said.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fiery little town we live in! :)
ReplyDeleteAnd, my bro-in-law paints flames on cars... in Prescott Valley!
ReplyDelete~Anon in AV.
jarart -- isn't that Mustang just great?
ReplyDeletetombo -- do you suppose that any of those relics you photographed the other day had ever had flames on them?
anon av -- then some of these might be his work! Tho I suspect that some are decals, the fast & cheap way to flames.
I'd wager that one or two might have sported a bit of fire.
ReplyDeletetombo -- I'm hassling with the loaner computer -- otherwise I'd have posted the URL for your wonderful adventure of the river bank derelict cars...
ReplyDeleteYou realize that just as you get used to that loaner, you are going to have to give it back. :)
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