Most people think of limousines as overindulgent, blatantly despicable rolling thrones of wealth—but isn’t that the point? I must admit, in my youth, there was something magical about having a ridiculously long, stretched out car pull up to my curb. Knowing you were going to slip into rich, soft leather twinkling under neon stars and sip champagne while looking down on others during a rowdy night on the town was indeed satisfying. Although I do remember the beginning of the night was so much better than the end—in fact, the two were quite dramatically juxtaposed. At the start it’s all wine and roses and at the end, it’s vomit, carsickness, almost morning and you have barely enough cash left to tip the driver. Maybe the tree huggers have it right. Party in a Prius.Or not. Limos will be around as long as the NBA, so check out a few of the best here below:
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