My first crush was posted on the wall of my bedroom as a 15 year old girl. The poster was in a place of honor...over my desk where I could view it from my twin bed. I had been to California for a family vacation and brought this poster cross country with me, careful not to crush it during our week drive back to Vermont.
Jaguar XJ. It was perfect in every way. Hunter green, sleek, fast. It was sporty. It had old world style.
This was the car I would aspire to own, the one that would let me know I had made it.

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