I've had several friends over the years who have owned convertibles, and I have enjoyed them. But, I find living here I enjoy them more than I have previously. Granted there are days where it is just TOO humid to even walk outside, let alone roll around town with the top down. On the days where it’s bearable, it’s worth it. Well, minus the sun burn that can/will happen.
It’s like something magical. I'll never forget a picture message I got from a very dear friend of mine on his way to California for a trip. The picture was of the sky, all you could see was stars and he said "Wish you were here." While I never had the feeling he did on that night, I could only imagine how beautiful it was. I had that same feeling a few weeks ago coming back from Orlando in Heather's Mustang 'vert, I just happened to look up at the sky and I had that "magical" feeling he told me about. That text flashed back in my mind, and we're talking a text from almost four years ago. It’s amazing what the mind chooses to hold on to :) I told him about it and he told me "now you finally understand, it is something magical" he was right. In that moment it was just breath-taking. I love being caught up in those moments, where nothing matters, I try to savor all of them!
I've never considered myself a convertible-gal, I always considered myself a coupe-gal. I like things that match and I didn't care much for a Grey Mustang with a Black Top (at the time) But, after having several friends here have them, I've learned to appreciate the wilder side to convertibles. I would love to own one at some point in my life. The wild hair blowing in the wind, loud music, all of the attention that goes with owning one....it’s all a part of the experience. But for now, I am a convertible-loving-gal who is confined to a beautiful coupe :)

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I love having you ride in my car topless wifey =) lol
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