Three Bitchin' Brunettes

I'm confused. Befuddled. Trapped in a cell of indecisiveness. This Bitchin' Brunette needs a new car and can't make up her mind about which make/model to purchase. The problem only seems to get worse each time I speed up at the glimpse of a sexy tail light or eye-catching metallic hue. What to do? What to do?

My dilemma begins with the beautiful Buick Enclave, a car I've admired for the past two years. Love it, but no one seems to think a 40 something BB like myself is "old" enough for a Buick (tell my bod that!). The GMC Acadia held my attention until I drove it - compared to the Buick it felt like the '74 Vega wagon I drove in high school. Next came the Chevy Traverse which is described by my tween and teen as a "repackaged mini van" and no Bitchin' Brunette is caught dead driving a mini van! The Mazda CX-9 lacked third row seating luster, so now I'm flirting with the Chevy Equinox and Mazda CX-7, forgoing the third row altogether. However, this morning my eye wandered to an unnamed Volkswagen... What is lacking in my car-character that I can't seem to monogamously devote myself to an automobile after nearly a year of shameless flirting?

Any advice or insight for this bedraggled Bitchin' Brunette?

D.