I adored Miami Vive. It's use of music, fashion, famous guest stars, and stylish visuals, was ground breaking. Every guy I knew dressed ala Crockett, and I did my best to channel something between Gina, and the background hookers, haha. I'm even a bit embarrassed that last year I dated a guy for awhile because he had a Testarossa and a 34' Fountain. I finally dumped him. Partially because he never took either out, and mostly because he had trouble taking me out, ugh.
Women are like campfires fellas. If you don't tend to them, they go out on ya.
