Farah Khan
COM 101-580

Descriptive Essay

The Beautiful Object Has it ever occurred to you that a car can resemble beauty like a person in many ways? Well I have, the day I first saw my friend’s car. I was leaving school early one day and as I walked closer to the path leading to the street a huge gleam shot across my face. When I turned and looked, there it was, one of the most beautiful objects I’d ever seen parked across the street. It was my friend in his new white Monte Carlo. The paint job on the car reminded me of that cup of milk before I dunk my cookies in it. The car sat high, and on it were the beautiful 22 inch chrome rims. Upon entering the car I noticed that it was elegant and detailed. The car was white like a full moon at night, just as smooth and glossy. The windows were tinted black like the hair of a goddess. The way the car looked at me with a grin, and the front looked mean just like how my little brother looks when I do something he doesn’t like. The curves on the car reminded me of the muscles of a body builder except this muscle had four wheels. Monte Carlo is a well known car maker and all their cars are breath taking but what made this car so different was the accessories that my friend had put on it. The rims were the right size and the chrome color complemented the car just the right way. When I entered the car, the smell of a new car took over me. It was the smell of the leather inside the car mixed with the jasmine scented air freshener. My friend also had televisions put in car that enhanced the appearance of it. The movies on the screen made me feel like I was in the theater. Detailing a car means cleaning it, waxing it, and polishing it. The way my friends car was shinning in the sun light resembled my grandma’s pearly white smile. The inside was vacuumed to the point that there wasn’t a single crumb on the floor. The headlights looked like mirrors, I was able to see my reflection in them. The wheels on the car reminded me of the space between midnight and 5 a.m. The inside of the car was as clean as the health department. The seats were just as soft as a baby’s bottom. When the car accelerated, the seats hugged me like that old aunt that I hadn’t seen in a very long time. The way the dashboard met with the black console of the CD player, it reminded of a checkerboard. The whole ride, I felt very content and excited because it was like a an adventure to me. It was my first time riding in it and the feeling was very overwhelming, and as we zoomed down the street my mind was filled wit the oohs and the aahhs. For a second it felt like a dream until we heard the sirens of the police car behind us but luckily he wasn’t after us. The whole ride was very fascinating and when we finally arrived home, I didn’t even want to get out of it. My brother was very amazed by the car when he first saw it. He described it as being the best car he had ever seen. I’m not a big fan of cars but my friend’s Monte Carlo interests me in many ways. It makes me cheer up every time I look at it because of how beautiful it is. Everything starting from the color, the tinted windows, the chrome 22 inch rims and even the front of the car is very breath taking. The inside is just as amazing and I feel very comfortable and relaxed in it. This car is fully customized and it turned many heads. Everyone was pleased by its impressing appearance and eye catching qualities. The white candy paint on the was very radiant, prominent and glamorous. His car is always very detailed and very spotless. I love riding in it because it attracts people and makes them wish they had a car like his. Some people even get jealous and wish that it was them riding in the car with him and not me. I always call on him whenever I feel stressed because the car helps me collect myself and loosen up. I never realized how a car can hold so many characteristics of a human being.

Farah Khan