I <3 Station Wagons
I always had car-crushes even before I knew how to drive. At twelve I coveted the Mazda Miata. I wanted one in green. It was omigawd, so totally me. And then I got older and was like, “psh… I want a Del Sol!” And then, at 15, I fell in love with the Volkswagen Cabriolet which turned into an obsession which soon became my car. Yes. I got a car on my 16th birthday. I was that girl. But so was everyone else in my ‘hood so no one hated on my phat ride with cow-seat covers. Especially in the summertime when everyone piled in and we cruised the coast with my top down, blasting Bad Religion and MXPX and every bad surfer-punk rock I could get my paws on. I OWNED that car… for a year and until the whole shaking-on-the-freeway thing after 65mph got annoying So I traded that bitch in for a Jetta with (I kid you not) a vanity plate. I’m not going to tell you what it said. I’m embarrassed. And besides, I traded that shit years ago and got me a wagon. A station wagon.
And ever since? I’ve been in love. Head over heels in hot drooly lust over all things wagon. I have become a station wagon connoisseur.
Men who drive station wagons? Always hot. Kids in the back of station wagons? Always cute. New station wagons? Awesome. Old station wagons? Classic. Dream station wagon? This. Other dream station wagon? This. My favorite transportation device that isn’t a station wagon but kind of seems like the bike equivalent: This. (Owned and operated by a dear friend of mine who also, might I add, drives a station wagon. OF COURSE she does. Of course.)
My head only turns for station wagons. I only have eyes for trunks with room for junk and dogs and strollers and shopping bags full of clothes I’ve been meaning to sell to Buffalo Exchange or at the very least drop off at Goodwill.
Next time Fergie asks me what she’s supposed to do with all her junk, all her junk inside her trunk. I’m totally going to tell her to go get herself a wagon STAT. Totally room for all her junk. And uh, a new lyricist.
Because seriously, who can even TRY to deny this isn’t the most beautiful creature you’ve ever seen. Fergie? Bueller? Anyone?
Oh yeah. That’s what I’m talking about… Room for the family and so much more. So very much. More.
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I’m glad you posted this. I’ve been in love with hatchbacks (Honda CRX to VW golf), but I think we might need to expand our horizons– and interior space– when we trade up to the convertible carseat. I’ve been dreading.
My husband looks hotter than hell in his station wagon. Turns me on just thinking about it.
Mmmhmmm. I thought you’d say that.
I respect your love for the wagon, but I have love for SUVs. Yes, I am the one destroying the environment. However, I am fond of mine. I am not really in the market for a new one. I am happy with my Suburban. It has room for 2 Britaxs in the middle row and tons of room for tons of bags after a full day of shopping with the kids. And dont get me started on our road trips. Psst…we have a portable toilet in ours.
Until my 1991 Subaru Legacy wagon got totalled, it was my pride, joy, and everything else that was good about this world.
I’m still in love with station wagons.
My first car was a blue Volvo station wagon. Nerdy for 16 perhaps, but I thought it was the coolest thing! That thing lasted until my little sister wrecked it… badly. I was so sad when it had to go. It was my first love, after all.
A decade later, I made my husband trade in his nasty, gas-guzzling Suburban on TWO, count’em TWO lift kits- not his idea. He had inherited the car from his gear head brother, lift kits and all…
We replace it with… guess what ANOTHER brand new blue Volvo station wagon! Love!
I currently own a Subaru Outback and COVET the Audi Wagon. I remember when I thought sporty, single-people cars were cool. AS IF. The wagon is where it’s AT.
Oh I get it…you’re that girl. You were the one who wasn’t traumatized by driving the family car, the big huge massive Ford station wagon that stalled at every intersection when the AC was on. Yeah, I wasn’t that girl. And I’ll never drive a wagon. Never!;)
I rock out in a 1997 red Mercury Sable station wagon – not as sweet as a Subaru or a VW, but still a gem (and even more so because we paid all cash for it!). We got the car after having Ella and trying to squeeze our long legs into a tiny car with a car seat taking up half the available space. We looked at SUVs, but a station wagon seemed a nice in-between choice – not as bad on gas, not as excessively big, not so terribly suburban, but still big enough to fit everything we need, and the two dogs when we want.
Station wagoniers unite!
OH HELL YES! And Kellyology? Sounds like you need a little wagon therapy. Come on over and we’ll roll, windows down, carseat bumpin’…
Damn….I never knew station wagons could be so sexy until I saw the Audi.
That’s hot.
You might want to join me in petitioning that these lovely Kangoos start to become manufactured here in the states. Hoping the link doesn’t end up funny-looking, because they really have to be seen to be believed. Cheers.
Oops. Sorry. Easier to just look it up on wikipedia. Renault Kangoo it is.
I had a 87 Reliant K station wagon. I raced that thing and lived out of it. I LOVED it. It disappeared into thin air (seriously I am not kidding you) and I miss it more and more everyday. Ahhhhh… station wagons.
Ahhhh… station wagons is right and that Renault Kangoo is quirky as fuck but you know what? I LIKE IT! And eco-friendly? How could one go wrong?
So you love my Dad then too?
http://motherwoman.blogspot.com/2007/07/eight-is-enough.html
Yes, Mo-Wo. I hereby declare I do.
I don’t know. Station wagons, to me, means old family car. Not my thing. I don’t think I could get past the stereotype.
Though I’d totally cruise in one if Bad Religion and MXPX were blasting out of it. Is it sad that my kids learned how to sing along to We’re Only Gonna Die From Our Own Arrogance before they did Mary Had a Little Lamb?
Drive a Focus station wagon (we’re in the heart of the domestic auto industry, what can I say) and while it’s the car equivalent of Mom Jeans I Love It. I will ALWAYS have a wgon from here on out, until the kiddos fly the coop and I can drive something sporty.
Heh. My husband’s first car love was a Volvo station wagon. I personally never saw the appeal – I’ve always been a jet-black ’68 Camaro type of girl.
And then my mom got a Mercedes wagon.
Daaaa-yum!
My parents have a 1984 Buick wagon (diesel, baby!), with wood paneling and vinyl seats that stick to your ass (brown vinyl!) and one of those steering wheels you can lift up and down, whatever the hell you call them, and it’s awesome. They hardly drive it anymore, but it sits in the driveway all nostalgia-like, and I love it – I used to be so excited when I got to take out the wagon. So I am understandably much more excited about your dream car #2 than #1. Woody over shiny any day.
I just wanted to let Kellyology know that I totally feel your pain. My entire childhood was spent in station wagons (when one broke down my father would go out and buy another one despite his promises to my mother otherwise.) I learned to drive on one of those monsters and was mortified! eventually i met my husband and through a series of unfortunate events we received a station wagon as a gift from his parents. I guess its only fair that when i started a new job they gave me a freakin ford taurus wagon as my company car! i feel like i will never escape station wagons! but I do want to thank Rebecca cause you have made me see another view on station wagons…thank you! (but i think i will also need wagon therapy to completely love them like you .)
Alright then, Meg… You and Kellyology and me… road trip. Bring whatever. We gots plenty of room up in this bitch.
We used to called them Grocery Cop Cars. You always saw them in the parking lots of the grocery stores and from the front with the headlights on, they always looked like a cop car prepping to pull you over!
Wagons are cool with me…. just stay away from the minivan. I know, I know, people love everything about them– the magic doors that slide instead of open, the fold down seats, the big bucket seats!! They make my skin crawl.
My first car was the cheapest model Subabru stationwagon. I went through a few other cars in between including a VW cabriolet that I loved. Top down, bikinis on, driving to Tahoe with my girlz. Two years ago I finally got to buy my first brand new car off the lot and I picked a Subaru Forrester. Seriously that car is the best. I covet the Audi and the Volvo wagon but can’t afford those. lol Hey, I didn’t know woodys are considered wagons. I love those too and dh is a surfer. Maybe someday when we retire….
I LOVE my Grocery Getter!!! It’s a 91 Volvo 740… with heated seats and a crank-open sunroof. It holds a lot of groceries, our Lab mix, even the big Graco Snugride. And with 4 cylinders, it’s pretty tame, but it makes me smile. All it needs is cruise control. And the cassette tape adapter works a LOT better than the iTrip……
But I am currently lusting after XC90s. *sigh* Maybe if we win the Lottery.
Oh, GGC, you slay me. My mom went through a series of 1977 station wagons while I was in high school. In the 90′s. At the time it was mildly embarrassing, but looking back, my mom was the one mom who could fit us all (and our mohawks) into the car at once. Even better, my mom could parallel-park that bitch.
I loved those cars. First the yellow one, then the blue one, then the stereotypical green one with the faux-wood paneling on the side – those cars ripped it up.
I drive a Jetta now, but if I can find me a good 1977 Chevy station wagon with the rear-facing seat in the far back, I’d be tempted. Verrrrry tempted.
about two weeks ago, i got a 2008 scion Xb…… i love it. its not as boxy as the older ones, and it feels so big and roomy but at the same time its pretty small with all these compartments. as if it was made for a mommy. with 6 airbags. yyyeaaah. I really love it.
A plus = it great on gas. check them out.