confronting my stereotypical expectation

It's always good to be shaken out of a stereotype I didn't know I held. This morning the gate was up in the parking lot, so some students were parking in what is usually only a staff/faculty lot. A bright yolk-yellow Mustang pulled into the space next to me. As I was getting my things out of my trunk, I glanced up to see the driver getting out, a woman in khimar & jilbab. Now I don't suppose the Qu'ran says anything at all about what kinds of cars you are supposed to drive and maintain your modesty. But somehow a Mustang doesn't seem to me to be the hijab sort of vehicle. But what do I know, right? My main associations with Mustangs involve Midwestern guys with mullets . . .