Can People Please Stop Calling The The Mazda MX-5 A Hairdresser's Car?

I love the Mk1 Mazda MX-5. I love it even though I’ve never even driven one. I know that I’ll probably end up owning a G-reg version of this car (I like the letter G) some time in 2015, and I know that I’m allowed to do this because my girlfriend loves the Mk1 MX-5 as much as I do. No, she is not a hairdresser.

Whenever we post a video of a Mazda MX-5 on this site - no matter how impressive or bizarre - you can bet your left kidney that someone/multiple people will comment that the person in the video/picture was on his or her way to the salon for a day of cuts and colours. These comments need to disappear in 2015 for a number of very obvious reasons:

1. The MX-5 is not a hairdresser's car (anymore)

Sure, back in the 1990s, some hairdressers could be seen driving the MX-5. It was new, it was fashionable, and that’s what hairdressing is all about; being on trend and making people look twice at your lovely Beehive, Bob cut or Bouffant.

But come on, people, we’ve moved on from that. The MX-5 is the best-selling roadster in the world. It’s not new, it’s not clever. What it is, is a brilliant little driver’s car with oodles of charm and pop-up headlights.

2. The modern hairdresser's car is...

I don’t see Mazda MX-5s parked outside salons, do you? That’s because the modern hairdresser has moved on. He or she likes more refinement, nicer leather and a hard-top folding roof (if open air motoring is their thing).

For that reason - in the UK at least - expect to see cars like the Nissan Micra CC, Audi TT, Peugeot RCZ or Vauxhall Tigra. The MX-5 (especially the Mk1) is too rough, too raw and not insulating enough from the harmful wind.

3. Calling it a hairdresser's car was never funny

I appreciate that I may be alone when I say this, but I can’t remember ever laughing at someone’s MX-5 hairdresser joke. It’s like listening to a broken record, and when I read the comment, I sigh. Us humans are incredibly complex and wonderful creatures, so why do we insist on limiting our potential when it comes to being funny? Use your imagination, tell me something I don’t know, but don’t for the love of the MX-5, be a sheep.

I could go on for a couple of hours on this subject, but I’ve got work to do. Rant over.