Although we’re too young to directly remember the days when flight attendants were smartly-dressed stewardesses in knee-high boots and miniskirts, we definitely long for those “simpler” times.

Be it the strong sense of nostalgia that keeps us looking back at how things were, somehow those years seem so much more fun, instead of today’s walking-on-political-eggshells world. Maybe it’s just all the lawyers who’ve ruined everything, but we digress…

We love this wickedly cool commercial from Plymouth featuring Ethel, a dyed-in-the-wool Mopar enthusiast focused on landing her a brand new Duster, instead of a husband (much to her mother’s chagrin).

Don’t let the big hair, smoky bedroom eyes, body hugging sweater/skirt combo and leather boots fool you either, Ethel is quite the hot shoe too, curiously taking her, her absurdly obnoxious (and weirdly Ernest Borgnine-looking) mother and a oddly calm salesman through a neighboring cornfield and over some rocky dirt paths.

The Duster in question isn’t the hotly-equipped 340 with a 4-speed manual A-Body that you might expect, but rather a more sensible 198ci Slant Six with a 3-speed automatic. But hey, how’d it look for Ethel on the dating scene: looks, smarts, and horsepower? Ethel would be a hot commodity, indeed. Maybe Momma should cough up the extra cash. That’d land her a son-in-law in no time!