A water show.
We walked to Tryst nightclub on Friday night:
This girl danced on the platform near our table in Tryst. At first I thought she was a paid dancer, because look at her. But she stopped after a few songs, and Vegas is the land of hotties, so she could've just been a patron.
Our bartender stayed at our table and mixed us drinks all night long. It made us a bit spoiled:
Me with the exquisite Elizabeth. This is still at Tryst:
Cake!
Room at the Wynn, in the Saturday morning light:
At dinner, they brought tiny chairs for our purses. My purse received its own personal chair for the evening. This is a purse we're talking about. It's like the time Paris Hilton fed $25 diamond-emblazoned bottled water to her chihuahua.
Cake redux.
Awww. Love turns Vegas from city of sinful debauchery to land of romantic twinkling lights.
Clubbing on Saturday night. This was a more touristy club. The patrons seemed more uptight.
Cheers is the place where everyone knows your name. In the case of some extremists, Vegas is that place.
It was cold on Saturday night. L was very kind to share her pashmina.
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Unbelievable. If I suggested, or even hinted that I might suggest our employer do something similar, we'd all end up kneeling on broom handles for eight hours with a stack of TPS reports in each hand.
Vegas is definitely a place for hotties! Tons of hotties have migrated to that epicenter of hotness. The desert is surely a unforgiving place. The sister of a friend of mine have move out there a couple of months ago and she's working in the casino as some sort of pr person who cater to the high rollers. I wonder if she does any sexual favors if the client demands it.
definitely a lot more *hawt* women in vegas than *hawt* men. this is why more women opt to be *bi* than *straight*. although i prefer natural boobs to the ginormous fake ones. ;-)
Vegas may be the land of the Hotties at Tryst, but NOT at the All You Can Eat Buffets!
not unless you have a *gmilf* fetish. :-O
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