Hey, is that Kate Upton? Nope. Just an asshole tourist trying to tear diamond decor from the wall.
It all started with good intentions.
On the last morning of my inaugural Vegas trip, I realized that I’d barely ventured outside of any hotel property I’d stepped foot in (MGM Grand, Hard Rock Casino) and thought it’d be best to check out the strip before heading to the airport to catch a late afternoon flight.
The problem is, we started at The Cosmopolitan where I immediately morphed into a raccoon with all of the sparkly, shiny, lighted decor glowing all around me.
A lady who could live in a shoe. A fabulous, high-heeled shoe.
The height of my sensory overload peaked at The Chandelier bar which was a must stop for a late morning cocktail (it’s Vegas, don’t judge. And plus, it’s football season and perfectly acceptable to drink liquor before noon, right?) and where I threw any remaining ounce of classiness out of my body.
Hello Heaven.
We thought one drink wouldn’t hurt before heading out to catch a few last hours of sun and fun down the Las Vegas strip.
Cheers for breakfast cocktails!
But then we made new friends like Olga from Germany (who had harsh love advice for me but kept padding it with liquor, so I listened).
And this started happening. Over and over.
Three times the fun!
As the libations kept being poured, we didn’t want our Vegas vacay to end (and I didn’t really want to leave the confines of another hotel property), so we pushed our flight back a few hours in order to keep the day party going (who cared if the new arrangements had us landing at 1am and we had to work the next morning? We certainly didn’t mind. Until the next morning arrived, of course).
If we hadn’t changed our flight, this photo shoot would never have taken place (who really needs to walk the strip, anyhow?).
That’s right. A daytime photo shoot on Vegas hotel stairs might have given me an elbow rash.
And if we’d kept our previous travel plans, I never would have been able to strain my back trying to attain the perfect arch for my new modeling portfolio.
Can someone help me flip over? Please? Seriously. Help.
What would fancy Las Vegas casino bars do without trashtacular tourists such as myself?
Be a million notches classier, perhaps?
CBXB
That giant pump! How cool! If it was any bigger I would try to steal it and use it as a bed lol.
It would be a fabulous bed! I have a sneaking suspicion they made it so big, making it hard to stuff in purses! 🙂
Hahaha