escapism

My April weekends are filled on the calendar-- I am either out of town or have guests visiting every weekend.  Except one.  Except the weekend of M's birthday.

I had intentionally left this past weekend free, but obviously, I needed to find other plans.  I'm done being sad and making poor, impulsive decisions and I'm ready to be/have fun again.  (Remember back when?)

Girls' trip?  Vegas?

Yes, please!




I know people hate Vegas, but I sort of love it... For me, it's a weekend of eating, dancing, drinking, and pooling!  And although I'm pretty wrecked afterwards, it's somehow recharging at the same time.

The Most Expensive Pitcher OF MY LIFE

Eating
- Bobby Flay's Mesa Grill
- Max Brenner
- Maybe fried/cheesy/bar food between the hours of 4-7am?

Dancing
- 12 hours at Marquee, Pure, Tryst, and Encore Beach
- RIP and Bubblebutt
- Confetti Flats

Drinking
- refer to "Dancing"
- Coconut water + Advil, please

Pooling
- Encore Beach Party
- Dress Code: No flip flops.  Suede hooker-high wedges only!

Other Notables
- Hot Tub!
- Sleeping: <4 Hours






I'm already looking forward to the next trip for Gordon Ramsey, trucker hats, and more Strawberry Vodka Lemonade.