…can only be shared when you keep it classy. 💁🏽
As I write this, I’m sitting on the balcony of my condo at the Signature MGM Grand resort in Las Vegas, Nevada. To say the past few days were a blast would be an understatement. The energy and what I now affectionately call, “the turn-up relief” was exactly what I needed. This may sound strange considering Vegas is not a travel destination known for relaxation, but escaping the day-to-day grind in Atlanta was enough to spark such a response. That’s the other part. Atlanta has become a very pretentious city. Being in Vegas on Fight Night with strangers from all over the world was like a breath of fresh Valley air!
For an introvert like myself, it was a great time to let my hair down and dance like no one was watching…which I did a lot of! I also got to take a break from mules and loafers, packing 70s inspired platform sandals and clothing for the trip.
I’ve had such an amazing time that all I can think, as I prepare to leave, why would anyone say “what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas”?
I saw Zumanity by Cirque du Soleil at the New York-New York Hotel & Casino. The costumes were dope. You really can’t beat a show about sexuality in the City of Sin.
I visited the pawn shop from the hit TV show Pawn Stars. I attended Rick Ross’ pre-fight pool party at the Mandalay Bay. I attended Chris Brown’s post-fight party at Drias for an hour before a shooting happened outside the club…🙄. Still, I was in the building.
Shopping at the Fashion Show was bomb. (How could any mall called the Fashion Show not be though?) The Zara, which is my new favorite store, was lit.
On a even better note, I was suffering from a major eczema flare up before leaving Atlanta. (Part stress, part stress eating). The quality of water and air in the Valley completely cleared my eczema. I even laid out in the incredibly dry heat and got some Sun rays just in time for Fall/Winter 17. Glow up!…
But now as I run down the list of things I did and places I visited while in Vegas, I realize I was flexing under false pretenses at the beginning of this blog post. There are a couple of details I won’t mention. I will, however, send a special thanks to two Lyft drivers in particular – one who saved my ass and the other who introduced me to Vegas casting life. I’ll also thank the guy who helped me after I fell down three stairs in Caesar’s Palace. 🤦🏽♀️ That’s all I’ll share. So I guess the statement reigns true no matter how classy one thinks they are…what happens here, stays here. That’s a fact!
Nevertheless, I’ll be back to complete my must-do list, which includes a tour of the Grand Canyon, the Madame Tussauds Las Vegas and to attend another live show. I didn’t expect to love Vegas, but I really do. Until next time.