River Cruising at it's best![/caption]
As I was leaving Trader Joes the other day, I pulled my cart up to my car and witnessed 2 older ladies talking about my car wrap. One lady was trying to convince the other that each one of the bubbles on my car are separate stickers. When I arrived, I asked them if I could answer any questions and assured them that the car was wrapped with multiple bubbles all in one piece of vinyl. Actually, all of the bubbles on my car are the same one picture. The pattern was made with different sizes and rotations of the same bubble. Even the large message bubbles are the same picture. I actually managed to get a picture of myself in the bubble! The day before, I had been approached in the same parking lot and asked if she could have information about wrapping a car. She has a 74 VW Bus and wants to wrap the lower parts which show a lot of wear and have a bad paint job (or none in spots). Now she is considering letting her kids paint the car with spray cans and then bringing it to us to get wrapped.
Do you remember the days when you were a teenager, and someone was always sneaking a peek at you or your car? I loved to flirt from my car. Well, time has passed, but I can still feel some of that with a wrapped car. . . As I drive, I see people getting close enough to scan the message on the side, or write the phone number on their iPhone as they pull up next to my car at a red light. Just the other day, I noticed the man next to me take a sneaky peek of my car, and I would swear that some people follow me until the time I enter my driveway at the office, just to see where the bubble car came from so that they can casually come back one day.
I’m looking forward to parking my bubble covered car near the row of “Cool Cars” in Martinez one Friday night soon. . . . So much fun!
Cruising in My Wrapped Car in Concord, CA
SYNOPSIS: He rolled down the window and I did the same. “So, How much?” he asked. I told him to pull over in a safe spot, I’d give him a brochure. . . .
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As I stopped at the intersection of Cowell and Ygnacio the other day, a man in a big truck pulled up next to me. I could tell he was looking at my car. He rolled down the window and I did the same. “So, How much?” he asked. I told him to pull over in a safe spot, I’d give him a brochure. . . .
One day as I was driving through Concord by Todos Santos Park, I stopped for an older lady to cross the street in the cross walk. I got annoyed after a few minutes. She didn’t seem to be able to get herself across the street, and I was in a hurry! . . . Just as I was about to remind her to “keep walking”, I noticed that she was counting every bubble on the hood of my car and admiring my wrap. “Oh yeah,” I said to myself, “I have a wrapped car!”
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River Cruising at it's best![/caption]
As I was leaving Trader Joes the other day, I pulled my cart up to my car and witnessed 2 older ladies talking about my car wrap. One lady was trying to convince the other that each one of the bubbles on my car are separate stickers. When I arrived, I asked them if I could answer any questions and assured them that the car was wrapped with multiple bubbles all in one piece of vinyl. Actually, all of the bubbles on my car are the same one picture. The pattern was made with different sizes and rotations of the same bubble. Even the large message bubbles are the same picture. I actually managed to get a picture of myself in the bubble! The day before, I had been approached in the same parking lot and asked if she could have information about wrapping a car. She has a 74 VW Bus and wants to wrap the lower parts which show a lot of wear and have a bad paint job (or none in spots). Now she is considering letting her kids paint the car with spray cans and then bringing it to us to get wrapped.
Do you remember the days when you were a teenager, and someone was always sneaking a peek at you or your car? I loved to flirt from my car. Well, time has passed, but I can still feel some of that with a wrapped car. . . As I drive, I see people getting close enough to scan the message on the side, or write the phone number on their iPhone as they pull up next to my car at a red light. Just the other day, I noticed the man next to me take a sneaky peek of my car, and I would swear that some people follow me until the time I enter my driveway at the office, just to see where the bubble car came from so that they can casually come back one day.
I’m looking forward to parking my bubble covered car near the row of “Cool Cars” in Martinez one Friday night soon. . . . So much fun!
River Cruising at it's best![/caption]
As I was leaving Trader Joes the other day, I pulled my cart up to my car and witnessed 2 older ladies talking about my car wrap. One lady was trying to convince the other that each one of the bubbles on my car are separate stickers. When I arrived, I asked them if I could answer any questions and assured them that the car was wrapped with multiple bubbles all in one piece of vinyl. Actually, all of the bubbles on my car are the same one picture. The pattern was made with different sizes and rotations of the same bubble. Even the large message bubbles are the same picture. I actually managed to get a picture of myself in the bubble! The day before, I had been approached in the same parking lot and asked if she could have information about wrapping a car. She has a 74 VW Bus and wants to wrap the lower parts which show a lot of wear and have a bad paint job (or none in spots). Now she is considering letting her kids paint the car with spray cans and then bringing it to us to get wrapped.
Do you remember the days when you were a teenager, and someone was always sneaking a peek at you or your car? I loved to flirt from my car. Well, time has passed, but I can still feel some of that with a wrapped car. . . As I drive, I see people getting close enough to scan the message on the side, or write the phone number on their iPhone as they pull up next to my car at a red light. Just the other day, I noticed the man next to me take a sneaky peek of my car, and I would swear that some people follow me until the time I enter my driveway at the office, just to see where the bubble car came from so that they can casually come back one day.
I’m looking forward to parking my bubble covered car near the row of “Cool Cars” in Martinez one Friday night soon. . . . So much fun!
