For a fraction of that price I’d rather have a Jaguar E-type S2, with every possible system upgrade.
Imagine if Max Factor had worked as Helen Thomas’s personal stylist. At the end of the day she’d still be the ugliest woman ever. And a bit of gold won’t make the Ghost anything more or less than what it is—a really unattractive car.
Max Factor would be tempted to shoot himself after five minutes. “Lady, you don’t need a face lift. You need a whole body lift.”