Oh how I wish I could just stand in Las Vegas, does not really matter where, and take pictures of the attire people choose to wear. They seriously must not own mirrors. And they must be color blind. And for closure, they must not own scales and believe one can only buy clothes at children's stores. This has got to be the best people watching of all time.
Instead, I took a few pictures of us. Simply sharing this one that is channelling Charlie's Angels. Don't ask... not really sure why. Just because. It was fun.
But, a few highlights of another lovely Girls Weekend in Vegas...
* Middle aged guys who buy us (young hot women, right?) drinks after they just met us 30 seconds prior (and yes, those Bellagio drinks are more than $20 each- thanks!)
* The Manson Girls (yes, I would bet money that time had warped back years and they were there in Vegas... exceptionally long, flowing hair.. Susan Atkins, Leslie Van Houton.... not sure, but I would swear it was them...)
* Getting super excited over the Wheel of Fortune slot machines... just hoping for the chance to spin the wheel
* PRADA PRADA PRADA.. enough said there
* NO buffets please.. that I will just never understand. Never.
* Tony at Comme Ca at Cosmopolitan makes a mean cocktail and serves even meaner french onion and lobster bisque- yum!
* Free cocktails even when you only bet $1
Oh Vegas. I love you. Thank you for the fun.
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