Ghia Chryslers at the Beverly Hills Concours at the Greystone Mansion

Above, Ghia Chrysler. Below, Dual Ghia

1962 Ghia L 6 4 at Spring Fling

Very cool luggage.

None of the Ghis L 6 4's I came across on the internet search had the round headlights except the Lucill Ball car.

This stylish and luxurious car was outfitted with nearly every imaginable amenity including fitted luggage.

The L6.4 was built atop a custom chassis and used fewer off-the-shelf parts than the earlier Dual Ghia had. Eugene Casaroll decided not to participate in the production, mainly because of health issues, a need to focus on his other businesses, and concerns about the cars high price tag. The L6.4 was made even more luxurious than its siblings and offered for $13,500, nearly doubling the price of the Dual Ghia. Without the backing of Casaroll, the car was never badged as a Dual Ghia. It was built and sold by Carrozzeria Ghia with Farago acting as the American agent. A total of around 25 examples were created.

This 1962 Ghia Coupe estimated value of $175,000 - $250,000.

this Ghia was purchased at the Gooding & Company auction at Pebble Beach in August 2009 for $418,000 accordign to a cool reader who left a comment

brochure found on http://www.lov2xlr8.no/misc.html

Dual Ghia in the classifieds, and Hoagy Carmichael was selling it

More on Dual Ghia's later, but quickly, they were Chrysler Fire Arrow's offspring, built in Italy the slow way, by hand, and imported for sale into America by the Dual Motors company which had been making military vehicles during WW2.

But what caught my eye was Hoagy. John Lennon called Hoagy his favorite songwriter.
Hoagy had composed a lot of great stuff and lived for decades on the royalties. Georgia On my Mind (famous for Ray Charles), Stardust(famous for Bing Crosby), and my fun favorite: the 1943 song "I'm a Cranky Old Yank in a Clanky Old Tank on the Streets of Yokohama with my Honolulu Mama Doin' Those Beat-o, Beat-o Flat-On-My-Seat-o, Hirohito Blues"

Yeah, the stuff that clanks around in my head waiting for something to loose it, no wonder I can't recall a thing, too many odd bits already have filled my memory ability to absorb anything new.