Curbside Musings: 1979 Volkswagen Super Beetle Cabriolet – Terminally Cute

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

I present for today’s essay topic a vehicle that has never fallen out of fashion, and in what is arguably its most desirable body style.  A perennial favorite reverse status symbol, the Volkswagen Beetle had been in production for forty-one years by the time this Florida Blue beauty was new, born as the Type 1 all the way back in 1938.  Once the United States’ most popular single model import, it had sold a stunning 423,000 units at its U.S. sales peak for model year ’68, thirty years after its introduction and after years of steady and meaningful improvements.  Over 21,500,000 were sold over the course of its lifetime.  Twenty.  One.  Million.

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

The Beetle would finally finish its production run in Mexico all the way in 2003, but here in the U.S., 1979 was the last year that one could buy a new example.  Within the context of those times, the Beetle convertible was one of only a handful of new, non-exotic convertibles available for purchase from a new car dealership, with choices from other import brands like MG, Triumph, and FIAT all available.  There was a small cottage industry of customization firms like ASC and Griffith, where certain Corollas and Celicas were being transformed into top-down machines, but if you wanted a manufacturer-approved and sanctioned convertible, the Beetle was one of few choices you had, by way of Karmann coachbuilders.

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

There was a total of just under 10,700 Beetles sold here for swan song ’79, all of them Super Beetle Cabriolets powered by an air-cooled, 1.6 liter four-cylinder engine with around 50 horsepower, paired with a four-speed manual transmission.  The base price of around $6,800 translates to just over $30,000 in 2025.  That was good money, but certainly not exorbitant or as much as the Griffith Sunchaser conversion of the Toyota Celica would set you back – about $3,000 on top of the $6,500 price of the car itself.  Quoting zero-to-sixty (or zero-to-fifty five) mile-per-hour times in a car like this is beside the point.  I think the idea of a classic Beetle convertible, then and now, was the fun factor of owning the most carefree body style of a car whose general affordability in basic coupe form had allowed many to purchase, own, and maintain a lesser example.

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

I find there to be something really special about the ur-Beetle’s ascendance in popularity and having had its model line crowned for years with a desirable convertible version.  The Type 1 Vee-Dub was one of the most humble, new vehicles ever available for purchase, and within the price range of many families.  My own parents had owned one, long before I came along.  It was a basic car and undoubtedly not the safest thing on wheels, but it was reliable, stingy with gas, well-engineered, easy to fix, and (admit to yourself that you’ve been waiting for me to use these words) cute as a bug.  Its sales figures eventually declined in the ’70s by which point its basic architecture and engineering were geriatric, but did it ever lose popularity in terms of cultural impact?  I’d argue that it didn’t.

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

To me, the Beetle represents the automotive equivalent of the idea that “the last shall be first”.  Maybe I haven’t read all the right or most comprehensive information on these cars, but unlike so many of its erstwhile domestic competitors that had come and gone, and unless a speed contest was involved, the Beetle never embarrassed itself – at least after the value quotient of each, respective vehicle had been taken into consideration.

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

There were no wonky issues with rust, untested engines, or exploding gas tanks.  I mean, yes, you were taking your life into your own hands when driving one on the Dan Ryan Expressway outside of the slow creep of rush hour, amid a sea of speeding, two-ton Impalas and Delta 88s, but I’d wager that you were no less safe in a car like this Beetle than in, say, a contemporary Toyota Corolla.

1979 Volkswagen Beetle convertible. Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois. Sunday, July 20, 2025.

In my mind, the Beetle is like that steadfast, persistent, on-in-years employee who had continued to better himself or herself, and had finally retired at the top of his or her game and without any major hiccups or scandals, and with a legacy of excellence left behind.  No one really cared that the clothing / sheetmetal being worn was older than the plastic on your grandmother’s couch.  By the time of the Beetle’s retirement, those threads were oh-so-retro and probably back in style all over again.  (I can remember wearing some of my dad’s old polyester slacks to high school, despite not being built like him at all.)  Seeing this powder blue Super Beetle convertible at the cusp of this past summer was a reminder that basic goodness never goes out of style.

Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois.
Sunday, July 20, 2025.

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