Car Girl

Car Girl

I’m a car girl.

Always have been.

I like them all. Trucks, Jeeps, cars, motorcycles. I like them lifted and/or loud. I like them unique and fun.

When someone asks me what my dream car is, I answer with a list. Ha! (Can you relate?)

I don’t have just one. I’m not good at picking just one favorite of anything really. I like to enjoy too many things for that kind of shit.

Some of my earliest memories are of me standing around a truck or motorcycle with my Dad and his friends. That’s something I’m just comfortable with. It was no surprise to my people that I went into the automotive business and stayed there the way that I did. It just fit. Continue reading “Car Girl”

One of the Guys

One of the Guys

ALL MY FRIENDS ARE GUYS …. I can feel the eye rolls from here but hear my out…
I quit saying that phrase a long time ago because I know what everyone automatically assumes when I say it… Ya know, because everyone is exactly the same and because society told you that all chicks who says “all my guys are friends” is actually a whore who sneaks into the lives of boys and wants to steal them from their girlfriends and get lots of attention and have lots of sex with said “friends”.
FALSE. Continue reading “One of the Guys”