People who drive the monster-sized white Lexus SUV with the gold trim are trying too hard -- and we all know it. So there.
Minivans usually belong to visitors.
Volvos are practically a given. A geriatric Volvo station wagon is perfectly acceptable; a shiny new Volvo SUV was almost certainly acquired via lease by someone struggling to keep up with the cost of Snotty Suburb-ness.
BMW's and Mercedes station wagons are usually found in two colors -- black and white.For some reason, silver is the favored color for the BMW/MB SUV's. There is the occasional madcap red sportster, but not too often and best if it's a vintage model.
Toyotas and Hondas are fine; Camrys and Accords are usually found parked in the driveways of those newly arrived to Snotty Suburb and will be replaced once the staggering cost of the first home remodel has been absorbed. Bet on it.
The Range Rover is the only one to drive. A Land Rover is just too pathetic. And we all know it.
A Hummer? Never, ever, ever. Not even. Just keep going because you're better suited for the lot-line, new-construction, huge-tract-home suburbs up the road a piece. And that goes double for you in the Escalade.
The Honda Pilot is for the nanny. The beat-up Toyota/Honda/Nissan compact is for the housekeeper. The aged Toyota Land Cruiser, on the other hand, belongs to the people who have so much money they don't have to care what you think about what they drive. Likewise the ancient Jeep Cherokee and the restored 1966 Ford Mustang.
The new Jeep Cherokee with the leather upholstery and the booming, crazy-loud sound system belongs to the teenager down the street.
If I think of more, I'll add to the list. Feel free to comment.