In other news, just today I saw what looked like a VW Phaeton in a two-tone pink-over-purple combo. It was on a cross street, I only caught a glimpse. Must have taken the long way back from the Coronation.
Harv' there's an hysterical Jaques Tati movie called Mon Oncle which takes an ironic look at France's haute monde during the '50s. The acerbic look at clothing, interiors and manners make it essential viewing for anyone with an eye for society's foibles - all the common people speak French, but high society; English. And at the end there's a '56 Bel Air with non-metallic pink roof; metallic lilac rear deck and fender flanks, over metallic emerald.
@charles-rockett So....it seems France may be where the disease originated then somehow migrated to the USA in '59; the state of Virginia to be exact. It has been rumored to visit greater Chicago once a year but alas it has avoided capture by the good taste police so far.
@jack-dodds I suspect this relaxed relationship with taste - that the Americans and their French cousins share - possibly goes back to Lafayette or those steamy days of ante-bellum New Orleans. It's the taste police driving the tri-tone Bel Airs.
