Beautiful! My favorite car fron the '50s, mainly because I learned to drive on a '59 Chevy, running it up and down the beach at Freeport, Texas. It was not the Impala but the low-level Biscayne, a fleet car assigned to my dad courtesy his job. We even took it on a cross-country trip to Southern California in August 1959 and suffered due to its lack of air conditioning.
Those cars were HUGE; there was almost enough room in the trunk to live in.
Some thought the styling of the '59 Chevy was bizarre; one reviewer called it "the Martian war chariot."