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My View: Boring car colors are bringing me down

By Marilyn Lamb

Would you be so kind to allow me to stand on my soapbox for at least the next 600 words or so and let me vent? My husband has heard my sob story too many times and he’s starting to turn a deaf ear on me. My complaint? Car color choices.

Have you noticed how many white vehicles are currently on the roads? How about silver? Black? Fifty percent of the cars manufactured today will be one of these three colors. The balance of colors offered are usually a dark shade of blue, gray, red, green and brown. The upholstery is usually gray or black. Where is the pizzazz? Where are all the pretty colors?

My complaint is actually my husband’s fault. His prime growing up years were in the 1950s, when every able-bodied young male had the hood up on his car, tinkering with the engine and adding anything to make it faster, louder and more powerful. When he sees a 1950s era car on the road, he immediately knows the make and year of that car. He’s a true motorhead.

Because of his passion for cars, he has dragged me to countless car shows, cruise nights and swap meets. He loves to look under the hood that’s been “popped” and drool over the size of the engine, number of carburetors and everything else that’s under a hood. I don’t share that same passion for engines and all things mechanical, but I have come to enjoy all the pretty car colors the ’50s had to offer.

Marilyn Lamb

In case you’ve forgotten that decade or were not yet born, let me take you down memory lane. World War II was in the distant past, America was getting back to a new normal, citizens were working and the economy was good. The car manufacturers were producing some amazing cars with all shades of color. Pretty blues, lemon yellows, pinks, corals, turquoise and mint greens, just to name a few. These colors remind me of pretty bridesmaid dresses. The cars were all dressed up as if they were going to a party.

The manufacturers took it a step further and added two-tone cars. Now we had the choice of pink and white (my favorite), yellow and black, or red and white, among others. The interiors matched the paint colors. Imagine a pink and white convertible with a pink and white interior. Are you getting the picture?

Did I mention the chrome that was used on these pretty cars? Real chrome as compared to the plastic chrome of today. Heavy chrome bumpers, shiny bumpers, large tail fins, hood ornaments, tail lights that looked like jets, and whitewall tires. Fun, pretty cars.

I’ve tried my best to get my message across to bring these pretty colors back. Every time I buy a new car and am offered those eight boring colors to pick from, I stand on my soap box and state my case. The salesmen politely nod their heads and agree with me, but that’s only to seal the deal, collect their commission and send me on my way. They don’t really care. I’ve also sent an email to General Motors headquarters in which I included a paint chart from the ’50s so they could visually see my point. They never acknowledged.

What color cars do we drive? We are a two-person household with three vehicles. We have a 2011 black Ford F-150 pickup truck and a 2018 Chevrolet Equinox, whose color is called Pepperdust. It’s a gray/brown. Yawn!

But our pride and joy is our 1965 Ford Mustang. Color? Tropical Turquoise. Did the color grab you? I rest my case.

Marilyn Lamb lives in Lancaster with her motorhead husband of 42 years.

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