The profile instantly reads Porsche, and to our eyes, it's almost easy to confuse the Cayman two-seater with the bigger 911.
The iconic teardrop of the 911 melds with the Boxster's fenders and stance in the Cayman's profile, just about effortlessly. It's gorgeous from most angles, with the clearest distinction from the 911 in the wider air inlets, the angle of the arc moving up its flanks and resolving into the rear quarters. The roofline's actually a bit prettier than that on the 911--it's thinner and lighter, more like what the 911 was a few decades ago. The corners are more voluptuous, too.
The Cayman even looks the part of a junior 911 inside, with the same clutter of buttons on the center stack and the same trim and color options to make them recede into the background. Big oval air vents and the huge centrally sited tachometer are the most pleasing pieces on the dash; they're framed usually in black plastic, which is why Porsche's fitted leather dash is such a highly recommended option. There's a cheap-looking, cheap-feeling piece of plastic across the passenger space that flips down to reveal a pop-out cupholder--it's one of the only jarring notes inside a well thought-out cockpit, and one of the things you don't get used to over repeated exposure.