"Oh the Vanity!"

Living in Los Angeles is like being invited to a buffet after you've already had a steak dinner. It's too much, it's too crowded, the people are crazy and it makes you sick to your stomach, yet you just can't walk away. For me, I just can't believe that I was blessed with two amazing "vanity" plates in the course of a few hours.

Picture 1: The thought of needles filled with botulism being shoved into my face...I'll pass. The thought of plastering my love for such debauchery on my Chrysler 300...perhaps I will move to Kansas.

Picture 2: When I drive down Wilshire Boulevard by Rodeo Drive I'm usually 2 inches away from rear-ending the Bentley in front of me while I attempt to scope out the newest window pornography at Neiman Marcus, Saks Fifth Avenue and Barneys. For once, the couture in the window wasn't my distraction, it was the NSX in front of me with this plate which seemed perfectly suited to Kenny Power's lifted Bronco.

Back to the Beginning

Note to owners of $100,000+ cars everywhere: This is not your 1998 Acura Integra.That was the last time white wheels were acceptable. Please do not make Mr. Daimler roll in his grave anymore than he already is with all the G55's sitting in the parking lot at your local temple (I'm Jewish, so I can say that- and there goes half my readership). White wheels, white grill, white lower grill inserts...I think my dad was rolling around in this car's predecessor in the early '80's and that's exactly the era it should stay in.

Well, I'm not sure if this is the way I wanted my first post to go...but it's oddly appropriate for a few reasons.
1) I already pulled the religion card.
2) I took this outside of my 1st place of employment, Mercedes-Benz of Beverly Hills.
3) I ran into my Ex about 5 minutes before this was taken (we met at BH Benz).
4) The newest member of my family is peeking his cute little face into the shot on the lower left.