I fantasize about having a minivan. I'm not sure if they turn me on or not, but they are on my mind quite often - more than I'd ever want to admit.
Readers? Are you still there?! Did I offend you? Are you shocked and/or appalled? Well, let me explain. (Not that I have to justify myself and my secrets to you!!).
Okay, so I adore my Subaru Legacy Outback Sport. I love it's sleek silver beauty, it's soccer mom-ish wagon body and I like that it doesn't look like a minivan, at all. I just don't think minivans look right. Don't ask why, but that's just how I feel.
I love my Subaru, HOWEVER... if you find me in a parking lot, leaning into my car at an awkward angle, you will also see me watching the mom in the minivan parked next to me, watching with jealous, envious eyes. Let's learn why...
- The minivan's allure comes from a door that opens for you. It's like a gentleman saying, "Here, ma'am, (or milf), let me get this door for you, because I see your hands are full." My Subaru doesn't do that.
- The minivan is the perfect height. I see moms standing up while they buckle their children into their car seats. They don't have to lean at an awkward angle and heave their child into their seat, whilst trying to keep their jeans up in the back so they don't show all of the Target parking lot their g-string.
- The minivan can hold a BOB Revolution double jogging stroller (my dream!), and you still have room to fit yourself, and the children (without having to tie them to your roof-rack). My Subaru can't even fit the Chicco stroller inside, let alone a jogging stroller, and yeah right even thinking about a double jogging stroller. Ugh, it's my Subaru's fault I can't get skinny, because the damn stroller WON'T. GO. IN.
Anyway, that's my not-so-secret-now dirty little secret. Are you judging me? Or did I just hurt your feelings because you rock a minivan? I still like you. Hell, I'm jealous of you.