A stately wedding car that lends itself to the risqué, a Bentley Flying Spur tugs at the heart strings I’m standing in the crowd of well wishers in Kirstenbosch Gardens. We’re throwing rice and confetti, laughing and clapping, staring at the beauty before us. She’s immaculate. So stylish and refined. I can’t stop staring at her curves, her large, tight derriere, her long, wide nose. What a model!
There’s no doubt about it, she’s all poise and grace. My partner elbows me suddenly in the ribs. “Stop staring at the car,” he hisses, “you’re supposed to be sending the bride off.” Oh right! The bride! Well, a Bentley Flying Spur may do that to the best of men, or maids of honour like me. How can you ignore such a solid presence, sophisticated finishes and silent authority?
It’s most definitely a vehicle to pair with ceremonies and special occasions. Even if it isn’t all yours. We hired the Bentley for the wedding for obvious reasons. Not only do I love this car almost as much as the bride loves the groom – but the elegance makes a good match for any occasion. The luxurious leather seats are comforting. And who said ‘looks and size don’t count’? The beautiful Bentley Flying Spur has a huge engine – we’re talking six litres. The happy couple breaks my menagerie by throwing the bouquet into my hands – awkward. They disappear into their regal, elegant getaway car and are gone. And I’m left with? A posy and unrequited love. Make an impression, always stately, sometimes racy
Why love? Why not? This baby is safe and stylish; a dependably royal drive that it can lend itself to the risqué at the turn of a key. Somebody forgot the ring? Quick – hop in, accelerate 0-100km/h in 5,54 seconds and zip off. The self respecting hardtop has an automatic transmission for pleasurable sailing, if you don’t opt for a chauffeur. It’ll easily fit a small (wedding) party into its four seats. For dreamers, there’s a top speed of 315km/h to astound anyone around. You can also do it standing still; people tend to stand and stare at a Spur, or make way for it like it’s royalty.
Did I mention its 411KW purr? Maybe I’m just the maid of honour, but I want to point out that it’s not only those once-in-a-lifetime moments that deserves such classic luxury. It’s any moment that can fit a Flying Spur. Imagine impressing your (future) father-in-law with a languorous drive under the Twelve Apostles on Chapman’s Peak Drive. Cement a contract with investors whilst sliding through the wine lands.
Got a big party and a big appetite for alcohol? Let the chauffeur take you there and home safely. You can’t go wrong. And, really, I caught the bouquet, I’ve got the spare keys; I should know. The happy couple are only being driven a few blocks to their honeymoon hotel suite, so I’m following on foot with my hands in my pocket until I get to that baby and start to unlock it! Tell me I’m not a smooth operator. We were made for each other.
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