Ladies Go Crazy for A Sharp. Dressed. Man.

Ooh yeah. And lemme tell ya, it's hard to find in this here perpetual sunshiny state of flip flops and board shorts. On dates, guys wear jeans. If it's a nice place, nice jeans (i.e., have been washed in the past 48 hours.) So when that rare opportunity comes along - a wedding, a job interview, or, God forgive me, the funeral of great Aunt Bernice, I relish the chance to let mine eyes see the glory and my estrogen levels hit the cruise control.

Mmm....