The Vegas wrap-up
things I did in vegas:
- sat by a gigantic fish tank in the forum shops at ceaser’s palace, almost had a heart attack and died when a gigantic (and really, I mean gigantic – like wider than I am gigantic) stingray came up behind me and started licking the glass. GEEZUS.
- ate at the cheesecake factory, said three words to the waiter and was immediately asked, “you’re from vancouver, aren’t you?” … i’m still not sure how he figured that out. there is no such thing as a vancouver accent? (a westcoast accent, maybe.)
- saw shows (cirque du solie, phantom of the opera)
- two words: valet parking. it makes you feel like royalty.
- ran through the venetian in 3.5 inch silver nine west heels, did not fall and spill my blood on the italian marble as one would assume would happen.
- walked through the same hotel in oceans eleven (the belagio) … but didn’t see the same casino that was in the movie. (sadface.)
- saw sirens of ti at treasure island, left before it was over. nearly naked girls dancing like the pussycat dolls (only with sluttier costumes and uncatchy songs) isn’t exactly my thing. I can’t quite pinpoint where it went wrong, but this might have been a starter: “my name is cinnamon, but you can call me sin.” – gag.
- walked into the elevator one morning with five other people, found drops of blood all over the elevator floor, immediately wanted to go csi all over the situation. two of the five people looked up at the ceiling right away, the rest of us just bewilderedly wondered about it.
- went out to the roof of our hotel to suntan by the pool at 5pm, ended up with a real fail attempt at a tan but had a lovely conversation with the lady I ended up sitting next to (who also owns her own xango business!).
- tried to go el paparazo on a well known doctor who was sitting at a slot machine sans his usual suit and tie, failed miserably when he up & left the minute I had merissa in place as my decoy duck.
- went shopping — outlet, of course. (what, you thought retail? let me tell you something, im not that kind of girl.)
- ATE CHEESCAKE WITH REAL WHIPPING CREAM AND STRAWBERRIES. nom nom nom. really, nom. I haven’t had real cheesecake in eons.
- traveled roughly 1800 miles and the first two hours in vegas without a bra, because I had found the perfect dress/shirt by which I could not wear a bra and (socially) get away with it. hurray! (bad news: that was the end of the convienent storage space)
- “are you carrying around mangosteens in that bag?”
Why yes, yes I am.
- spent my time in vegas with either orange, hot pink or emerald green streaks in my hair. (they’re great conversation starters, fyi – but you’re planning on robbing a bank, i’d leave them at home.)
- bought some extreme bling (vegas style) to go along with the daring streaks.
- saw the silloette of what i’m pretty sure was a naked transvestite dancing in a window over o’shea’s.
- got cancer for all the secondhand smoke I inhaled.
things i did not do in vegas:
- play the slot machines, or otherwise gamble in any way, shape or form. (merissa and i were too terrified/paranoid of getting caught by the casino police and spending the night in a shady vegas jail cell with badly behaved hookers, sleezy troublemaking drunks and the rest of the underaged people who tried to put a penny in a slot machine when it started making noise and outted them.)
… but bob and bhupinder did!
- swim.
- get a proper tan.
- get arrested.
- get married.
- pay $14 USD for 24 hours of internet … it doesn’t matter how much money I have had, currently have, or will ever have – I refuse to support such utter ridiculousness.
- see elvis (major sadface.)
- wear pants. ever.
Glad to hear you didn’t get arrested in Vegas.
May 6th, 2009 at 4:36 pmi like travelling .vegas is super place.lost of place is there.i am very interested to visit the place .thank u for sharing.
May 6th, 2009 at 8:05 pmCirque du Soleil! I’m mildly jealous. Which one was it?
May 6th, 2009 at 8:36 pmI noticed you didn’t mention not hiring a hooker…. :P
I want to see a picture of these silver heels you speak of.
May 6th, 2009 at 11:35 pmI LOVE that dress ferom bebe. :) SO pretty!
May 7th, 2009 at 4:53 amAwww, that stingray liked you! Perhaps he thought that you were his long-lost love! I mean, he licked the glass for Pete’s sake! How cute. ;]
I loved your little video, too. I was cracking up with the music you chose. It looks like you guys had a lot of fun. I’m going to Vegas in June. I’m sad that I missed you. :[
May 7th, 2009 at 9:02 amAw man, it looks like you had a fabulous time! =)
May 7th, 2009 at 1:06 pmlet me share with you how the cheesecake factory incident went down:
Chanel: waiter!
Waiter: yes?
(three words, ready?)
Chanel: “where’s the washroom?”
Waiter: “you’re from Vancouver, aren’t you”
Reply: HAHAHAHAHA! Oh my gosh, that could have totally been the case. :P
May 7th, 2009 at 11:40 pmlooks like an awesome time
May 18th, 2009 at 2:07 amWow!!! Fab picture !
May 29th, 2009 at 4:08 amit looks great that stingray behind you in a gigantic fish tank :)
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