So I love my car, LOVE, it's the most super fun car I've ever driven. So when my favorite shoe company starts making Mini inspired shoes I need them.
Then I find out that I can get a watch that looks like the Flava Flave speedometer in my car? Want it.
The problem is that I have something called a wife, who seems to have some sense of "taking thing too far".
This alleged "sense" has prevented me from executing some really great ideas; putting a Santa on the roof? "tacky", El Camino? "tacky", Bench seating in the dining room? "weird", Peter Fonda's easy rider jacket? "tacky". I'm with stupid t-shirt? "stupid". I guess she thinks she's helping.