Mansory Cormeum

Mansory is at it again releasing a new modified SLS called the Cormeum. Maybe their name is a portmanteau of “Man, I’m Sorry"...

The droopy face of the Stirling Moss SLR just borders on the brink of fugliness on it's own. Slapping that face on the SLS and adding random visual "go-fast" bits definitely pushes it over the edge of the precipice. I mean – scoops inside scoops? Slathering it in what looks like a faux carbon fibre wrap just ads insult to injury. I’m seriously beginning to think Mansory's staff of designers are a group of 14 year old boys.

Mansory Panamera

Another case of Mansory doing what it does best - turning expensive cars into automotive cheese graters slathered in ungodly colours. This time it set it's eyes on the Porsche Panamera, which needs no help to achieve fugly status.

While I don't think the kit looks overly horrible (helps to reduce it's height a bit with the larger mouth up front and the carbon fibre hood), the shade of blue could probably damage your retinas. Combined with the yellow inside, riding in this car could probably give you seizures.

Mansory can't colour coordinate

The 2010 Geneva Auto Show was relatively fug-free, but Mansory jumped on the chance to defile a Rolls Royce Ghost. Inside and outside is overwhelmingly blue and gold and fit for a pimp.

Fugatti Vincero

Continuing my theme of "money can't buy good taste", I present the Bugatti Vincero, by Mansory (itself no stranger to fug excess). Another example of taking a stock car many consider fugly in it's own right and kicking it up a notch. The exterior is pretty tame, ignoring the extra LED lighting, polished carbon fibre and semi-chrome finish. Where it really shines (pun intended) is in the interior, which uses string lighting that wouldn't look out of place lining the patio of a seedy restaurant. And is that albino crocodile skin on the seats?

Mansory Vitesse Rose

This is more of a case of bad taste in colour than anything. That's some pink overload right there. Even the engine cover is pink. I somehow doubt that many preteen girls can afford a car costing several hundred thousand dollars. Although I suppose there's always Paris Hilton.

Mansory is the company created this abomination, and named it the Vitesse Rose. But for all respective purposes it's a Bentley Continental.