It’s the holiday season — a time of joy, of whimsy, of doing things just because they’re kind of fun and they feel good. We should all be drinking egg nog, having snowball fights, and covering our cars with seasonal lights. Yet some folks — cough, cough, Owen — want to take that all away from us.
Sure, covering your car in string lights may not be “legal” — red lights ahead of the tail are generally frowned upon by law enforcement, and blue anywhere is a recipe for a ticket — but any cop would have to be a real Grinch to pull you over for having a little seasonal fun. We all need to take things a little less seriously.
I used to have a Mazda Miata that I covered with dollar store wrapping paper for Christmas, then drove around with a Santa hat on. Was the scotch tape good for the paint? Absolutely not! Did it matter? No! It was fun! We should all just have more fun!
If string lights scratch your paint a tiny bit, it’s fine. It’s literally fine. Who cares. Lights may not be the most legal, but are the cops really going to take issue with that? Are they going to go to court, fight you through a full hearing over Christmas lights? C’mon, now. I’m pretty sure every cop is Catholic; they get it.
Do fun stuff with your car. Decorate it for holidays, use it to bring some joy and cheer into your life. We’ve only got so many years here, so why should we spend them bereft of mirth out of some imagined concern for resale value? Fuck up your car, I promise that you’ll enjoy it more.