Living in Manhattan means owning a car is generally more of a headache than it's worth. I'm not much of a car person to begin with, although I did briefly own a fire engine red '65 Mustang convertible that I loved perhaps more than I should have, so car lust is not something that happens to me very frequently. BUT THEN while driving out in the Hamptons I happened across this impeccably restored VW bus. LOVE IT! The design exudes the anticipation of happy adventures. Just looking at it makes me imagine singing loudly, driving down long, winding roads out west that vanish in a point on the horizon. Aroc Urtu road trip, anyone?
Peace, love, and rocks,
Lauren
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