These Luxury Cars Changed the Industry Forever

Luxury cars don’t just offer comfort the truly iconic ones change expectations forever. From groundbreaking technology to unforgettable design, some luxury vehicles didn’t just fit their time, they redefined it. In this video, we’ll take a look at 10 iconic luxury cars that reshaped their era and influenced everything that came after them.

Rolls-Royce Phantom

you ever sit in a car and feel like you shouldn’t even breathe too loud? that’s a Phantom. everything feels… too soft. too quiet. like being rich comes with silence as a feature. I remember touching the door handle once and it felt colder than logic. those things are like, what, half a million bucks? maybe more if you tick the weird boxes, like stars in the ceiling. (yeah, twinkly lights for when you get bored of people).

Mercedes-Benz S-Class

honestly, the s-class has that “dad made it” energy. like someone who wears cologne you can smell before you open the door. smooth, rich-but-not-showy. I sat in one that had these massaging seats and it felt wrong. comforting, but wrong. you drop like a hundred grand and suddenly your car’s giving you a back rub? wild.

BMW 7 Series

hmm, the 7 series is funny. it’s luxurious, yeah, but it’s also got this “try hard” vibe. like the dude at the gym who flexes too much in the mirror but still pulls it off somehow. tech everywhere, lights that change colors like an indecisive club. price? around ninety-something thousand. feels like a spaceship that secretly just wants to be hugged.

Jaguar XJ

there’s always something about old Jaguars, you know? they smell a certain way like damp leather and regret but in a fancy British kind of way. the XJ had curves, man. like a jazz track you can drive. maybe eighty grand back then, but maintenance probably costs the same as therapy. still… there’s personality in those lines, not like these new emotionless things.

Bentley Continental GT

ah yeah, the Bentley. that car’s basically luxury wearing sneakers. the engine growls but politely. (like it has manners, but still wants you to know it lifts.) I can’t take it seriously it’s both wild and proper at the same time. around two hundred grand or something ridiculous. but the seats? oh god, the smell of that leather. I still remember it, like vanilla mixed with old money.

Lexus LS400

the first time I sat in one, I was like, wait… this is Lexus? they built that thing with perfectionist energy. no squeaks, no rattles, just pure calm. mid-nineties masterpiece for maybe forty or fifty grand back then. timeless, really. also, it had this quiet hum at idle barely audible, but if you listened close, it was like a sigh. that car was therapy before therapy.

Porsche 911 Turbo

the 911’s been around so long it’s practically part of the human timeline. it shouldn’t work engine in the back, tiny rear seats but somehow it does. every generation feels like Porsche going “see, we told you it still works.” and damn it does. around a hundred fifty grand maybe? not that I’d know personally, but even just hearing one fly past you is enough to make your brain go brrr.

Cadillac Eldorado

when cars were built like denim dreams and chrome meant something. my grandpa had one, powder blue. smelled like cigarettes and aftershave and old leather that squeaks when it’s hot. it was, like, seven thousand bucks new back in the day, but it felt like you owned the road. might’ve been a boat, but it was our boat.

Aston Martin DB5

so, James Bond ruined this one for regular people. now you can’t mention DB5 without someone humming that theme. (guilty, I do it too.) but man, it’s icon material. hand-built grace. if you’ve got, I dunno, two million dollars lying around today, you might get one. or not, they’re basically museum pieces with wheels.

Tesla Model S

okay, so maybe this one’s controversial, but the Model S did something most “luxury” cars couldn’t it made silence sexy. no engine noise, no gears, just whoosh. and that center screen felt futuristic the first time I saw it, now it’s just kinda… normal. a hundred grand-ish for the top one, I think. but weirdly, you don’t remember the smell or the noise. you remember the nothingness. maybe that’s the point.