Ryan missed out on Happy Teahouse for the first time ever because reasons. But, hey, he’s not the only one allowed to dig on carmobile things.
Tag: car show
NST X Happy Teahouse: First of the Year
Oh God, the rain followed me from Louisiana. Anytime it’s humid and the temperature drops below 40F in Houston, we all freak the hell out. Thus, for the first Tea House Meet of 2015, NonStopTuning decided to host it during the day instead of the usual cool of the evening. Thank you Mike, you the Real MVP. (Note: I’m gonna have to do a year end shout out post to all the people I’ve nominated as real MVP’s this year)
Kicking it: With Team Unique Edition
A while back StrangeRhythms donated a small photoshoot to NonStopTuning that they could raffle off at their Happy Teahouse Car Meet. A cool group of car enthusiasts (of course) from east Texas just happened to pull that ticket and we set a date.
Anime Matsuri 2014: Day of the Levi’s
Ahh springtime…
Cold skies give way to warm gulf breezes, birds chirp merrily as they take care of their hatchlings and delight in pooping on newly detailed autos, and of course the flora covers everything in sight with yellow pollen that makes the antihistamine manufactures need a cold shower. Of course it wouldn’t be spring in Houston without Anime Matsuri to ring in the transition from OMG I can’t feel my fingers to OMG I’ve immolated all over myself.
NonStopTuning’s 9th Anniversary Weekend
Non Stop Tuning is a company pushing car culture in a big way for Texas. With a few cars in Formula D’s pro series sporting NST slaps, the company has more than a couple valid reasons to celebrate at the beginning of every drift season.
The 2013 Ferrari Festival at Highland Village
Those that know me should be aware that I love exotic sports cars. From Ferrari in particular, I grew up with framed posters of a Testarossa and an F40 on my wall. Knowing nothing of cars, I still revered the two as pinnacles in automotive engineering and design; works of art sculpted by God and donned upon adults way cooler than my parents. To this day 348s will break my neck every time, and the F40 had permanently turned me on to big wheels, giant wings and wearing Hawaiian shirts with white shorts and a gold chain.