Every August, members of the local Torque Masters Car Club roll into our little town, filling the streets with polished chrome and eye candy in every shade, make, model and vintage. While huge speakers blast out old time rock 'n roll, folks crowd in to admire the beautiful automobiles that graced the roads in decades past.
To get right into the spirit of things, I pulled out my poodle skirt (my mom made it for me 20-ish years ago for a high school Halloween costume party) and Doug donned his old leather jacket, rolling up his jeans to get the '50s look. Ariel, of course, jumped at an opportunity to wear her vintage lace gloves.
This is how we roll around here!