What happens in Vegas....

To respect the old adage, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" I won't reveal all of our secrets. But given that we are a fairly clean and wholesome group I figured it couldn't hurt to share a few of our pictures.
It's hard to even begin to tell the great stories from the trip because they are pretty much all weird inside jokes. For example, if I were to write: "Siiiixxxxx" in this blog, you would all say BFD (big f'in deal for those old-timers), because you weren't there. In reality this is HILARIOUS to the six girls who were all dressed in black, walking to the club who had one dude just keep saying six over and over again.

ANYWAY, like I said...really only funny to us.So prepare yourself for numerous pictures that look the same but are different to me...(i.e. in a club, mid dance pose/quick group shot on dance floor).

The trip started with a calm lunch as Cesear's...within about 5 minutes (no lie) of being on the strip we were approached by numerous promoters asking us to 'create ambiance in their club.' This lead to me being appointed G-Mama, the agent for our group to manage all requests of our presence for the rest of the weekend. Which ended up working great as we paid zero cover, got a few free drinks and waiting negative amount of time to get into any club.

Of course with any group vacation everyone had a role. AW's role was the "creeper sweeper." Yup...it is what it sounds like. She and I also shared the same dance-face. Evidence below.

DR made sure we got to the right clubs, and while we all tore it up on the dance floor KB was THE dancer to watch... (she had lots of admirers...)

JC was the virging Vegas-er so she made sure we got out to see the sights.

KW kept our hopes alive for a return trip to Vegas for her 1 hour until we depart Vegas slot win...and I don't mean $10.

Of course you can't go to Vegas without eating GOOD FOOD, and good food we had. Yes, that is a giant fortune cookie. What you probably don't know is that it is filled with chocolate and white chocolate mousse. Heck-yeah.  And then there was my fortune.....

Let me say that I cam back from this weekend in the ultimate state of happiness and relaxation. Even though I had a particular low moment of the weekend, I was reminded that friends are there for support, and support they did. I would have never imagined in a million years that us 6 girls would have travelled so seamlessly together. Girlfriends are the best, and I am so lucky to have some of the BEST girlfriends a girl could ask for.

We are already looking forward to South Beach 2010...Get it Girls....