Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts

Monday, August 30, 2010

what happens in vegas, stays on Facebook

Because of all the fun my friends and I had this weekend in Vegas, I was completely spent on Sunday and couldn't type a single thing. Hell, I could barely move from the couch up to our bedroom. After staying up for 24 hours on Friday and getting only 10 hours of sleep between the next two days, I needed to get to bed quick.

My eyes were puffy and my contacts hurt like knives to put into my eyes this morning. I was a little tired but looked like a train wreck, so I mostly stayed inside my office today so people didn't wonder, "What happened to Allison?"

So, let's get on with it - who wants to see photos? I can only show you the bachelorette/bachelor party and the Rumor pool on Saturday, which somehow none contain the actual groom! I'm pretty sure I received the nicest stop-tweeting-about-my-damn-wedding text ever from him because none of the guests can publish anything on any social network sites (Um, does he know I'm addicted to Twitter?) until the wedding appears later this week in one of your favorite gossip magazines and web sites. I also have quite a few good video clips of whole trip, including waiting at the airport, the bachelor party, our pool day and the wedding ceremony and reception.

Posing in Rumor Hotel before we left for the Hard Rock


Joe isn't that short, he just needed to stand in water to avoid burning feet


what I could do every day of my life - hang out with friends and safely tan




Atrium at the Bellagio


We were tired, but you can't tell, right?



Stay tuned for a wedding video montage!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

wedding bells

Well, it's another day, another week and another wedding for me this weekend.

I'll be with this one, my friend Gretchen, and making up for her wedding that I missed because I was double booked one weekend.
The wedding looked gorgeous on Facebook!


And, then there's my friend, Steph, who I've known equally as long and haven't seen since Gretchen's bachelorette party who will be our third partner in crime.

Oh, Steph and her many faces!

We will be flying to Vegas to celebrate this boy's wedding below where we'll be doing a lot of smiling and taking crazy photos:



And a little more of this in 100 degree Vegas heat:

I can't wait. We've been texting nonstop and debating on bringing funny photos from junior high to plaster all over the hotel for fun. Jesse will either find it hilarious or hunt us down and toss us in the pool!

Here we come Vegas!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Vegas Take 2

Rewind and flip back to Take 1 to catch up if you haven't already.

After my friends and I sunned ourselves all day at Azure pool, we all headed back to our hotel to get ready for another dinner on the strip. This time we dined at Rare 120 in the Hard Rock.

Katie and Michelle at Rare 120


Our plan was head over to Pure, the Pussycat Lounge and then over to the very popular XS. We were thrown off track when we ran into these very nice girls who were just a few years younger than us. They had bottle service at Body English but didn't have enough girls to get in. That's where we came in to save the day!

They begged us to just get them in and they we could be on our way if we wanted. Hell no. Oh please. No. We stayed and helped them finish their whole bottle.

With one of the nice girls


After that long night, we hung out at our pool in good ol' Vegas at the Golden Nugget. It was a total 360 from the Azure pool but this pool had a freaking slide. Not just any slide, but a slide that became cooler with the more tequila we drank throughout the day. You couldn't have a bad time at this the pool. The slide made you instantly happy again.

So, on our last night, we all agreed we had to make it to XS. Everyone talked about XS like it was the second coming and you can't leave Vegas if you don't go there. Go there, we did, but first we went to dinner at Lavo.



When we finally make our way to XS, it's almost close to midnight at this point. Now we had heard that people wait four to five hours to get into this place but we didn't believe it. Our friend's brother is a concierge out in Vegas and really helped us out all week. We cut in line and didn't have to pay any covers, including what would've been a $60 cover at XS.

About 20 minutes goes by and the doorman he knows isn't coming up yet, which is completely understanble the stupid long lines on both sides of the entrance. Between continously being escorted to "stop standing" because "you must keep moving" said the security guards in purple jackets, my friends had almost had enough.



By complete chance, a couple comes up to two of my friends and asks if we need into the club. Duh, of course we do. They lead us past the stupid long line and what we thought was just a table really deep within the club. We thought we were going to a table, but we actually walked all the way up to a cabana overlooking the pools.

Our time was short-lived in this club, but not without a chance encounter and a few old men to cap it off. The cabana was occupied by these older group of orthodontists who seemed harmless at first. Luckily, I saw Matt Logelin in the cabana next to me.

If you don't know him, you live under a rock because his blog and story have been all over whether it's Oprah or any newspaper. By complete chance, he's in the cabana next to me and out celebrating a friend's birthday. I leave, what turned out to be a bunch of creepy guys I find out later, to introduce myself to Matt, in a non-creepy-I-read-your-blog-everyday- way of course.

A few minutes passed and my friends Katie and Michelle walked up to us.

Katie: "Um, hi," she says to Matt then looks at me. "Allison I think we need to leave now."
Me: "Why already?"
Katie: "Well, that guy over there," she points to the one with huge thick black glasses on, "asked me to have an affair and wants us to go back to his room to 'do stuff."
Me: "WHattt!!"
Michelle: "And Dr. Love tried to spoon me on the lounge chair."
Me: Stunned, "Yep, maybe you are right. It's probably time to leave."

Are you wondering who Dr. Love is? Well, he's one of the orthodonists who were renting the cabana. He told me to call him Dr. Love and I nearly spit out my drink. Dr. Love is the kind of guy who probably has kids at home, definitely has a wife, because he didn't even bother to take his ring off. Actually, many of them didn't even care to take their rings off.

After Michelle and Katie told me their stories, I said goodbye to Matt and his friends and walked myself right back to the cabana with Dr. Love and the rest of the dental men. I poured myself another drink for the road only to find them canoodling with two women who definitely would be paid for their services later that night.

Here's the only picture we captured in XS before the creepy guys.


It was a long trip. It was so much fun and so great to getaway with a group of friends. On the last day before we left, I finally made my way to the fountains. My friend Katie kept telling me "you can't leave Vegas without seeing a fountain show." I finally saw one and then hopped on the four hour flight home.

yay for fountains

Monday, August 10, 2009

Vegas Take 1

Where do I even start recounting the last 4 days in Las Vegas?

I have so many funny stories and encounters to share but I'll avoid some of the many inside jokes. Let's start from the beginning on Thursday.

The four of us arrived ready for Vegas heat and an easy plane ride. Well, we definitely experienced the heat but not a smooth flight. Before we were able to get off the ground, a blind man decided to pick a fight wit the stewardist. He hurled a few slurs because he didn't want to move his dog out of the walkway and then said, "This is the first time I've been thrown off a plane."

WHAT!! Why would you say that? So, twenty-five minutes later, they kicked his ass off on the plane and we were ready for our trip.

We kicked off the trip with a champagne toast in the hotel room.


Thursday night we had dinner at some sushi restaurant on the strip and then headed to Moon at the Palms.


Friday morning we woke up in the hotel we all should've stayed at the whole weekend at the Palazzo. I need to bottle up that floral scent and bring it home because it's absolutely divine.

Katie in our room

We stayed at the Palazzo and laid by the pool for several hours. Who knew we would witness a poor girl puking all over herself on the day bed next to us. I was taping it as she was waking up and even caught a security guard walking over to see the catasprophe. Ladies, don't leave your friends passed on by herself!!



Katie posing at the pool

Me and Erin

I didn't snap a picture of it at the pool and am kicking myself for it. There is a guy and girl who walk around to distribute cucumbers to lay out with. While we were there, they must've walked around several times with this bowl of slices to hand out to people to either eat or put over your eyes. People were doing both with them, but I'm pretty convinced they were for your eyes.

At the Azure pool

More from the next two days in my next post...

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

making bad decisions (vegas style)

Tomorrow a group of my friends and I are heading west so the city of Las Vegas.

In my 26 years, I've never been to Vegas and I always receive the same reaction from people when I share that detail.

Astonished person: "YOUUUUUUUU'VVVE never been to VEGGGAASSSS?!?"

After Sunday when I arrive tired and most likely hungover from the plane ride, I can now check of Vegas of my places to see and make bad decisions with friends.

Now, don't worry mom and dad since you read this, I won't marry Erin or Katie and think it's only legal in Nevada.

Here are our planned activities:
--Laying out for hours at the pool
--Indoor skydiving
--A Criss Angel Show (maybe)
--Tao pool party
--Playboy and Pussycat Doll Lounge and a few other clubs
--Sushi when we arrive on Thursday night
--Sweating our asses off in 100 degree heat
--Celebrating a bachelorette party for a bachelorette I don't really know


Here are our nonplanned activities:
--Getting hit on by douchebags in Affliction shirts
--Raging headaches from drinking one too many chocolate cake shots
--Accidentally breaking a heel or two
--Winning millions (awesome surprise!!)
--Running through water shows
--Getting arrested
--Taking many inappropriate pictures that will never be posted to Facebook

For all you Sin City lovers, any spots we must hit that aren't on our list?