Elderly socialite Bonnie glided through Chicago’s city streets to the Magnificent Mile to do some shopping. Looking resplendent in her original Bahia Green finish, she noted just how many things had changed in the Michigan Avenue retail district since she had first come here in the 1970s. Are these curbside parking spaces getting smaller?, she thought to herself, noting that it’s not quite as easy to parallel park her full figure into one of these spaces as it used to be. When she was young, she would regularly receive compliments for looking so light on her spoked wheelcover-shod wheels and whitewall tires.
Settling into a spot between two anonymous-looking compact imports, she thought to herself, Is this what kids are wearing, these days? They have no style, whatsoever. Who can tell them apart? Happy to be in the city from the suburbs for the first time in years, her Pontiac 350 V8 purred contentedly for a few minutes as she idled in her asphalt berth. The cool Chicago air blew into her (fender) skirts, making her suddenly remember just how much she appreciated the warmth of her heated garage. No matter. Poised like royalty, she now momentarily basked in the glow of attention from the man with the camera across the street who had taken notice of her.
As photographed by the author in the Near North district of Chicago, Illinois, on Saturday, April 27, 2013.
- From Robert Kim: Vintage Review: 1977 Pontiac Bonneville Brougham;
- From Richard Bennett: CC Capsule: 1977 Pontiac Bonneville Brougham – This Grandma Had Class; and
- From Tom Klockau: Curbside Classic: 1979 Pontiac Bonneville Brougham Coupe – Who Needs A Cadillac?