MOVA (Closed Permanently) Formerly: Halo

AMAZING, CHANGE OF PACE

I am from phila, where this is nothing like halo. The staff was so friendly and helpful, the drinks were amazing as well. i have been to the one in dc and it pales in comparison to the welcoming enviroment i got when in miami. as for the comments below, who wears versace anymore? and if they do, talks about it! a place to have a conversation is what is nec in the gay world.

boring as hell

snobish, loud (not the music, but you can hear people talking from the other end): it feels like you are in a crouded waiting hall

Wanabees

I was told by some of the local gays this bar was an upscale bar; the "Masters of the Universe" frequent the bar, and to dress appropriately. I arrived in full Versace evening wear, only to find 98% in jeans with ripped holes, muscle shirts, and baseball caps for receding hairlines. It's a small bar with a modern minimalistic design; a room with an elliptical bar at the center, and bathed under constant blue light. This is not a place to strike conversations. After a while the small bar fills up with wanabees, and clutching to the cell phone like their life depended on it. A trip to the bathroom is glacial, and then a line. I made a joke if their installed tampon machines, only to get a highbrow from the waiting line. After easedroping into several cell phone conversations, and not by choice, I quickly realized the night is young and time to damage in South Beach. Most of the conversation make the National Enquirer read like Plato.

MY NEW SECOND HOME

THIS BAR IS AMAZING, THE STAFF IS AMAZINGLY HANDSOME WITHOUT SELLING THEMSELVES FOR A TIP. INTELLECTUAL CONVERSATION, AMAZINGLY CREATIVE DRINKS, NO SMOKING (SO HOT) IN A TOWN WHERE YOU END UP SMELLING LIKE AN ASHTRAY WHEN YOU LEAVE A BAR.

Nice place, ugly bitches

The place looks great, all white, big, sleek design, beautiful bartenders. The location is very central, too, very convenient. What sucks is the Miami crowd as usual, we've seen some amazing bodies, but they are surrounded by the worst-dressed people, those shorts, flip flops... yuck! People you're gay, wear tight jeans. And OK, Miami is a huge retirement home, but there is no excuse for gay people to be fat, even when they are 60, please grandpas, if you want to come to Halo, diet.