The color is beautiful, and while it might look endlessly chintzy down in Miami, here in Manhattan it just looks stunning next to the endless sea of black and silver, only punctuated by taxi cab orange.
Again, I think that context has a lot to play into how much I like this gas-sucking, soft-riding boulevardier. Its skin is largely free from creases and ornamentation, which seem to be en vogue these days, yet this Jaguar retains a convincing three dimensionality.
I suppose it kind of looks like a huge bar of soap, but its stance is somehow muscular and the Jaguar badge gives the whole car some tension. From behind the wheel, I’m sure looking down that long hood has a beauty all of its own.
This mid-90s XJS is part of a contiguous line of development from the first XJSs of 1975, and it shows in the proportions of the car – especially in the low front and the long rear overhang. it looks a little strange, but I think that’s part of some of the charm of the car – it’s certainly different, and combined with its material qualities (big trunk, big engine, and what I assume to be graceful manners on the road) it must be an attractive package for its owner. Tales of reliability don’t seem to be too much of a problem either – this isn’t his only 1990s XJS, and it’s only one of 11 Jaguars. Can’t wait to spot his XKE someday!