Sunday, May 12, 2013

1955 Chevy Belair

Photo;Shandra Beri
Photo;Shandra Beri

 There is just something so dear about the octogenarians driving around in these minty classics. They are always so sweet and humble about the incredible amount of work and time it took them to finally realize the fruition of their young automotive desire. When they cruise in these eye-popping beauties, it's with a certain quiet grace. You can tell they feel fortunate to be behind those dream wheels. They always drive slow enough for you to get a nice long look, smile and wave- and as you can see in the above photo, this darling let me stand right in front of his car so I could get a pic.

He parked it and wore a mighty grin while I clicked away capturing every salmon, chrome and battleship grey curve.

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri


Photo;Shandra Beri
 
Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri
 
Photo;Shandra Beri


Photo;Shandra Beri
 
Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri


Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri

Photo;Shandra Beri



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