While in Arkansas a couple of weeks ago, I saw this old, marshmallow-y looking Ford in a parking lot. The car itself didn't catch my interest as much as the sole appearance of some extremely tentative and unsure pinstriping. Kinda cute and sweet like it's trying to be cool, but is worried it's not, gave up on itself, but now is lopsided and therefore endearingly unique and ultimately cool because it doesn't know it's cool. Like that. I decree it so.