Cars X Girl

I know I write a lot about girls and cars. It’s really no shock, is it? I’m a girl, I’m into cars. So it just kinda comes out that way.

I also lament quite a bit that I don’t know many other girls like myself. It’s insanely rare for me to find another girl who’s into cars, let alone a girl who’s interested in cars and not completely stupid about them. I don’t care if your style’s different than mine, but I’d like you to at least understand where I’m coming from if I can understand where you’re coming from. Feel me here?

A moody me?

So I’m wondering if I’m being a bit moody and snobbish when it comes to other girls and cars to begin with. I know I’m the real deal, and I fight hard to prove to everyone that I’m genuine. I’m not here to pretend and pick up guys… Oh, no. I’m here because I love cars and am passionate about the culture. It’s entirely my choice, and I love how my entire life is about cars. (For the most part anyhow!)

In fact, one of my greatest ambitions is to help advance women in the tuning world. You know, kinda show guys that us girls can play hard, too. I’d like to think that getting Rookie of the Year helps me do this, as well as write this blog, engine swap my 240SX and just having the Miata that I do, all modified by yours truly here. Hopefully it all gives me some credibility.

My Miata's entirely built by me.... And me alone. She's all mine.

I’ve also only gotten started on that car tattoo sleeve-work here. Why am I going to do that for a front? Answer: I absolutely wouldn’t. My tattoos define what is most important to me… No compromising.

Play nice!

I think I’m not playing nice enough here… And that realization kinda sucked. I realized that I wasn’t being the sort of girl I’d be inclined to chat with if I ran into me. Yeah, ouch. I’ve become much too jaded from some really bad examples of “car girls.” And that is most definitely not fair. Not all girls are like that… Duh.

Just because a girl is doing something, well, girly, doesn’t mean it’s no good. Of all people, I should know how much those judgements sting. I drive a car that’s traditionally viewed as girly… The Mazda Miata. Seriously…

I’m stopping now!

I’m simply going to apologize for my bitchy ways. I’ve been horribly moody and even jealous that some girls end up with attention and adoration from the guys, sometimes with less time & effort put into their cars. It’s only worse because I’ve nearly always been one-upped by other girls, and I still can’t figure out why.

Well, then I got into cars. And found out that there are very few girls in this hobby. So I ended up with attention, yay! But I ‘m still constantly end up feeling upstaged by the girls who have more money to spend, or finished projects. Like I’m somehow less awesome because my cars are mid-project and not progressing quickly, or that they’re “common” and/or old.

Whatever, right? I’m cool in my own right…. And I need to be cool with who I am, regardless of how others are.

Developing: One New Attitude.

Since this realization, I have been trying my best to monitor my behavior. It’s not easy, because as I said, I was jaded. I’ve seen the bad part of it, and the girls who were what I never wanted to be like… And yet, there I was, trying to prove I was somehow better, when that’s totally not what it’s about.

I’m not necessarily better or worse, I just am. If anything else, I’m different in my value of performance, my need to go faster. I want to improve my driving and my car’s performance, not just park hard. Nothing in this world makes me feel more alive than laying out laps around a road course. That’s me, though. The world sure doesn’t need another me. That would be boring.

It’s always been my hope that, someday, I’d actually have some girls for friends who were into cars too. (Maybe us girls could even create a group of our own? Or I’d join one if it already exists.) I want to set aside differences, not be bitchy and just be cool. Perhaps, someday, I’ll have this. At least I’d like to think so.

Live and learn, right? As long as I’m growing and changing in the right direction…

(But I reserve the right to continue to dislike car-retarded car models. I think they’re dumb, period. At least read up on some facts for your job, serious.)

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