Where my girls at?
When I was asked to write this article, I thought “Wow that would be a blast”. So now as I have stared at my computer screen for an hour. My mission is to bring a little more female influence to the pages of Street Source Magazine. My first interaction with the car scene was about 7 years ago in the sheltered town of Boise, Idaho. I was on my home when all the sudden a 1993 Toyota pickup rolled up. It was Dark Green, almost gray with some now old-school 15” Five Star rims. The back window read “Garrick” on the left and “Accepting applications” on the right. I was a little overwhelmed. I had no clue what to think. My next encounter was on the same main street. This time, my friend and I were sitting in about 110-degree weather in her 1978 El Camino with no AC. All the sudden, the whole world began to shake. Nope not an earthquake or a bomb. It was the stereo of a Blue 1991 Thunderbird. The bass shook every car for miles. Little did I know it was the same owner as the Toyota pickup, now 6 months later. Later that month, a friend introduced me to the art of cruising - the chrome 14” trios sparkling as they rolled by, the colors of neon license plate covers complimented the obnoxious paint jobs. I began to hang out with a club called Chaos. Anything went with this group. If you had a 1982 Datsun that threw sparks, you were in. I became close friends with this club and spent every weekend night on the strip. I began to date one of the founders of the club. He taught me everything I know. We traveled around the west to attend car shows with the most beautiful cars and trucks I have ever seen. Shortly there after he started Idaho chapter of Relaxed Atmosphere. It brought Idaho to a new level with cars and trucks. Expectations were set higher and from those expectations many great rides have been built, owned by both men and women. I have watched many girls either finance their boyfriend’s ideas on their own car or else their boyfriends puts the rims he manage to snag off his repossessed vehicle on to her car. If that is you prerogative, there is nothing wrong with that and congrates, your car just got done a hell of a lot quicker then mine did. My observation to this point is that majority of us females were introduced to the car scene usually by a male friend or boyfriend. If you are lucky if you had a decent car that he decided he wanted to throw a phat set of rims on. Hopefully, you kept them through the break up! The car I have now is my first project. It is a 1996 Honda Civic EX. I have done everything by my self on this car, which isn’t much, but it is mine.
Being a female in this hobby has both its positive and negative side. I have worked my way into everything that is on my car for less then $2,000. I have yet to pay for an oil change. These are pretty superficial things, however, I am reaping the benefits. You are a major minority in the scene, so the boy/girl ratio is about 25/1. Need I continue?
On the negative side I can say this: If you are like me, when you don’t have a boyfriend to answer some of your questions, it can be frustrating. You have to watch girls throw their T&A in everyone’s face at the car shows. I am there to look at the cars and meet people who are interested in imports like I am and to drink fine malt beverages. Sure, I want to see some beautiful men. For me personally in a nice pair of shorts no shirt is fine. But if we are going to get down and dirty lets see as much nudity with our men as we do with girls. So here is my challenge to StreetSourceMag.com photographers: Can we get some photos of all of our hot boys in the scene? Fair it up for us girls and give us a little eye candy. We are human too!
I would love to hear from the men and women on what you all want to see on SSM from a female perspective as well as opinion of female influence in this hobby. Please email me at Maggie@StreetSourceMag.com.
Until Next Time,
Maggie Lindley
AKA “Hustler”