Saturday in Vegas was epic.
We went to Stripper 101 class, and we took this photo (and I started drinking for the day… more hair of the dog):
Hotties
Also, I have bruises all up and down my legs from this experience. Apparently, I was not born to ride a pole, which is disappointing because in my head, I am totally the stuff that strippers are made of. Well, I have the girl bits and the big boobs, but my appendages are way too short, and I jiggle too much.
After class, I was lost in a parking garage and I met a celebrity. I had to record a reenactment to do it justice. Yes, I was sobbing and no I don’t know how to fake cry (unless I want something from my husband).
Jeff Lewis thinks I am whack job now, and that makes me sad because I always felt as if he was relatable and we would totally be friends.
After I found my husband, I decided that the best thing would be going back to the hotel and taking a nap. I needed to be prepared for another awesome party at Rumor.
Brittany & Andy got married by Elvis and declared their hunka-hunka burning loves for each other.
Photo courtesy of Angie Lynch
I drank some more.
We ate more awesome food by Chef Vic Vegas.
I drank some more.
I decided to kind of stalk Chef Vic Vegas because the more I drank, the more it seemed like he wanted me, even though he totally sat by BRITTANY and SHAUNA in this picture. I just think he knew that if he touched my shoulders like that, it would be all over. He would be in love.
Photo courtesy of Heather Spohr
He ran to the kitchen after we took this photo and pretty much any other time I tried to come around him. Weird? I think he was playing hard to get.
Why is it that all celebrities play hard to get with me?
I drank some more.
We ate sushi off of a naked girl. Chef Christian from Naked Sushi Entertainment knows how to serve up a dish on a dish!
Photo courtesy of SO7 Photography
I drank some more.
And then we went to the Hard Rock to the club, Vanity. My husband danced again. But this time, I gave him some lessons. “Keep it small. Stop flailing your arms everywhere. Don’t knock me over.” You know, the basics.
After the very useful dance lesson, my husband and I went back to Rumor to make-out in the hot tub. What is it with us and hot tubs? It’s like we think we own them. But don’t worry Rumor – there’s no extra fluid in that thing! We saved that for the room. The very, very sexy room.
We opted to just stay awake to go to the airport at 6:30am. Just a bit of advice, if you ever think this is a good idea, IT IS NOT!
I puked in the tiny bathroom where someone had clearly just taken a shit. DON’T POOP ON THE PLANE!
So I think that pretty much sums up the trip. There was no sleep, plenty of partying, I lost $100, I stalked met famous people, and had an all around awesome experience. At least, what I can remember of it was awesome.
***I would like to give a special thanks to all of the vendors who worked with us. We had very little time to throw this event together, and we somehow pulled it off thanks to all of you.
****We are going to do this every year. Everyone is invited. And it will be as free as we can make it once again. So pack your dancing shoes and talk to your liver, because next year this party is going to be off the chain. We have already started to plan.
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It was great meeting you. It was an excellent party.
It was fun to meet you as well! It’s fun to make new friends!
dude! that was effin hilarious! definitely FUN times. can’t wait for the next time
Me either! The next time will be even more awesome. I think we need hookers or something.
“going to the Las Vegas Boulevard” may be my favorite quote ever.
And for the record, I AM NOT THE ANGIE WHO PUKED AT PLANET HOLLYWOOD.
just sayin.
BWHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
I LOVE HEARING YOU TALK!! And I LOVE YOU!
XOXO
I knew you would love that! I tried to use my best Fargo accent EVA!
This story is hilarious, but the video does it no justice. Hearing you tell the story while Heather did my hair was awesome!
And, by the way, did you drink in Vegas? I’m not sure that was made clear enough in your post!! LOL
So good to meet you, had a SUPER FUN time and I plan on being there in 2011!!
I think I was drunk when I told it as you got your hair done. Also, did I have pants on during that reenactment? No? That’s why it was better!
Ok, totally LOVED seeing your face and hearing your voice.
I want to come to Vegas next time.
I am so there.
Then we can girly squeel together and maybe make out. If you are into that.
In a hot tub? Can we make out in a hot tub?
Ewwww you puked in the airplane bathroom? That’s scarier than all the viruses in the Vegas public bathrooms combined!! I loved meeting you! It was an awesome weekend!
You are the most amazing person. ever. pure genius. I just somehow stumbled upon your blog, but i’m pretty sure we are sistahs from anotha mista….
Jen
Tha rocks! Because I alread have a brother from another mother. So, WELCOME TO THE FAMILY!
Oh and PS…thanks for informing the masses NOT to poop in an airplane bathroom!! I am a flight attendant and it happens WAY too often and should be illegal, unless it is an absolute emergency….
I took a pole dancing class once and realized that those $1 bills are Earned. But not by me.
I just don’t have the flexibility.
OMG I wish I had been there. I did the same type of thing in front of Chris Isaak. It was hilarious. There was vomiting and Apple Martinis (before the vomiting) Sleeping in a casino bathroom. A dog and an angry wife… And he ran away from me too.
that’s all
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