Monday, June 7, 2010

It may be a man's world, but Vegas is a woman's City


Is it me or does everyone else want to go running back to Vegas as soon as they arrive back home?? I haven't been to any other city that has treated me as well as Vegas, and it feels damn great to be treated like a V.I.P. (A.K.A. Goddess).

Even though Vegas Barbie and I arrived in Vegas Tuesday night we didn't officially start the trip until Wednesday evening at Todd English's Olives restaurant at the Bellagio. Every dish there is sinfully rich, and a meal should be orderded with great caution. We loved this place so much the last time we visited Vegas that we decided to patronize Olives again. I have a feeling that Olives will forever be the restuarant we start our trip off with as a good-luck meal. Between two girls with hearty appetites, the bread basket and one entree was more than enough for the both of us. ONE ENTREE!

After enjoying the fountain and some tourist activities (A.K.A. walking the strip), we decided to try our luck at Sapphire's. A taxi cab driver told us the previous night that it would be possible to enter Sapphire's without a male escort (which is impossible at Spearmint Rhino), well that information was true to some extent. As soon as we arrived we were interrogated with a series of questions including...is it just you two ladies? Are you meeting someone inside? You like ladies? Are you planning on talking to anyone? They might have as well asked us if we were prostitutes while they were at it. After we passed their test and promised that we wouldn't mingle with anyone in the club to take the attention away from the girls that work there, we were allowed to go in.

In all honestly, Sapphire's is not a club worth going to if you're a straight man, straight woman or lesbian. I've been to the Gold Club in SF and in comparison they were more classy and it didn't give me the feeling that I was in a brothel with the voice of a pimp reprimanding the girls from the loudspeaker at the dj's booth. No matter how difficult it is for you, go to the Rhino!!!!!!!! I'm going to make that my goal next time. Rhino or Bust!


Thursday went by in a flash. We should've gone to the topless pool party at Tao Beach or the one at Wynn, but we had no idea. Next time! I got my nails done at a local nail salon. It was the most painful and sloppy $48 powder/acrylic set I've ever received. I'm going to write a 2-star review for this horrible place.

After getting all done up we actually met up with a friend at a bar to watch the Lakers vs. Celtics game. Lakers won of course, especially since my friend was wearing her Lakers earrings! Afterward we went to that magical night club also known as Tao. After getting in and being seated at a table, I was able to take in all the sights. And from my point of view, all I could see were big, bald security guards. All I'm going to say is that these weren't just your every day security guards. I basically thought I was in heaven. That night they opened up Tao Beach too, so we went upstairs to explore. Tao Beach at night is amazing!! There wasn't too much dancing, but it was a great place to meet people and look at all the YUMMY looking men. For the first time I thought to myself "Too many men, so little time!" and "I want to stay longer!".


The next day we went to Tao Beach and then the rest of the day equally went by in a flash...lunch, Lavo, XS, Haze. I was surprised how well this day went. I can't even put my happiness in words...

Saturday was a little bit more chaotic. We hit up Liquid and Wet Republic. Wet Republic ended up being an awesome pool party/sex orgy. The highlight of this party was watching a girl fall while running. Watching her fall made up for all the other girls who splashed water in my face while running around drunk. That's what you get you fucking idiot. Try to look a little bit more sexy next time.

At the end of the night things started to get unclear as to what would happen next. Our flight the next day departed at 7AM! Despite my exhaustion and complaints about the heat, I'm already thinking about the next time I can go. Vegas is calling me!

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