Do You Like Luxury?

I'm reminded of an SNL episode with Will Ferrel where he is wearing an eye patch and repeats the question, "do you like luxury?" throughout the entire skit.  Not my favorite skit, but that line seemed to stick in my head.  What reminded me of this?  My rental car.  Currently, my sporty mom-mobile (acadia) is in the shop because it sounded like a spaceship.  Even though spaceships are probably pretty luxurious- I mean, if they are technologically advanced enough to travel through space they would have to be, right- I had gotten tired of feeling like I would break the sound barrier at any given moment and end up on a planet full of pygmies that resemble Justin Bieber.  Anywho, the car place, being that it a luxurious car place, hooked me up with a nice black Buick SUV.  At first, I figured it wouldn't be much different than my ride.  Then, I drove it.  I don't know what it is, but I immediately felt just a little classier.  As I drove through town today, I felt like people were whispering to each other (don't know why they would have to whisper; I did have the windows up), "wow, look at that classy lady".  Maybe it's the wood grain steering wheel. Luxurious.  Perhaps it is the analog clock directly over the digital clock.  Nothing says luxury like an extra, somewhat unnecessary, clock.  Maybe it's the little video that magically appears on the rear view mirror when I put it in reverse and then magically disappears when I put it in drive.  When you are classy, you don't have to turn around to double check whether or not you are about to plow over a shopping cart.  Who knows.  Whatever the case, the car repair guys can take their time repairing my spaceship.  In the meantime, I'll continue to feel classy.