Pimp my ride...

It's been a long time between posts with me busy working on the magazine and the new book and I've had quite a few people write and ask me when I was going to post again...

The big question on my mind for the past six months or so has been the paintwork on the Cresta.
Pink or blue? Pink or blue? Pink or blue?
I've been driving everyone crazy asking for second, third, one hundredth opinions as I found myself quite unable to make a decision and wondering why was this so hard?

I have wanted to buy an old car, do it up and paint it pink for a very, very long time.
When I bought the Cresta, I thought I would do it up over a few years as I could afford to and then, once it was all fixed up and running well, I would paint it pink, redo the upholstery in white and make it look oh so pretty.

Having now replaced practically every component under the bonnet of the car, that time has come...

The Cresta is now in the paint shop getting prepped for paint. Pink or blue?

Pink is my favourite colour ever, but I must admit that the soft blue of the Cresta has also grown on me a bit over the years too, and pink and blue together kind of work too.
Would a pink car with a white roof look too much with an all pink caravan? Maybe if I painted the top half of the caravan white too like this duo - awesome!

I have changed my mind about what colour I want my car to be about ten times in the past few months.
If this is the final step in my long-held dream then why do I feel so anxious about it? Why did the thought of painting my car pink suddenly see me questioning myself? I had fears... Yes, real fears, and when I analysed them, I realised that all of those fears were about worrying about what OTHER people would think of my pink car.  I'm told that pink is not a good colour for resale... like as if I am ever going to sell the Cresta! D'uh!

When I put photos of pink car and caravan combos on the Vintage Caravan Magazine Facebook page everyone goes crazy for them.  When I asked VCM readers what colour they thought I should go, the most popular response by far was "Go pink!".  But still I hesitated...
Why?
Because a lot of men seem to really hate pink and I do not want to alienate them?
A lot of men also tell me that my Cresta is a piece of crap and to get rid of it, but that just makes me love her even more.  I love that she is so different from any other car you will ever see on the street.  I love that nobody knows what kind of car it is.  I love that it is unique.  I love that it is mine.
Oh how I love that car!
Pink or blue...

Vicky gets PINKED!

OK so the adventures of Vicky and Lisa have been a little slow lately - what can I say? It's been cold!

I realize now that I am more like a reptile than I thought. I must admit that I am finding it hard to get quite as excited about venturing out as I do when it's sunny and warm outside.

So I'm doing what the guy who wrote my runes book says; "when the fishermen can't fish, they repair nets"

So, what does a caravan nutter do when she's not out caravanning? She buys cans of pink paint of course! Having taken about enough of egg yellow as one girl can possibly handle, it was off with the yellow, and in with the pink! And she now looks sensational!!!!

With overseas family members and old college room mates descending upon me over the next month or so, Vicky will be called in for spare bedroom duties for a bit before we take off on any more road trips...

Vicky is a 1965 vintage Viscount 15-foot Duralvan

 

Seeing Pink

Pink Cars & Caravans...

In my never-ending search for my perfect pink dream car I came across this link to a website in the U.K that just deals in, would you believe it, PINK CARS!!!! Check out http://www.pinkcars.net/

How mad is that? So, I'm not alone and it feels strangely reassuring that there are others out there like me wondering if they too, are the only nutters on the planet with this peculiar penchant for pink.

So what is it about pink? Although one of my mates hinted at some kind of pseudo-psychological deep and meaningful explanation for my desire to pink up my caravan and my car (he's a bloke - they'll never get it!) I have found a more justifiable reason: growing up as a tomboy.

When I was a kid I thought pink was gross. Girly things such as barbies and ballet and tutus just didn't interest me. When I was given the choice, I chose to have my bedroom painted in my favourite colours of the time; green and yellow. Not out of patriotism, but because of my admiration of all things natural.

I just wanted my space to be green like the forest and yellow like sunflowers.

Now I'm all grown up, I realize I may have missed something in my repulsion for pink. Pink is to me now, soothing, fun, playful, represents all that is girly, makes me happy and, the best bit is that most guys won't be seen dead in it! And no, aforementioned friend who alludes to similarities to the inside of my van to the inside of, well, um, you work it out! Au contraire, mon ami. It was meant to KEEP YOU GUYS OUT! 

Now, because too much pink is never enough, here is my own personal collection of pink car and caravan photos I've taken or collected. Enjoy!