Weird being solo on a plane, but there was a sense of relief having no cares and no extra stuff to worry about. This weekend was about me and how much fun and trouble I was going to get into. Well maybe I lied, there was some turbulence and I said so help me god if this shit crashes coz of all these planes crashing! Stashie and Aunt Rox picked me up and we had lunch at a Panini Bistro in BH<---thats Beverly Hills for all you less intelligents. :) It was nice, the weather was beautiful and theres nothing like walking amongst rich ass snobs that go into LV and purchase the first 10 things that touches their hands.
Off to Vegas we were. Me Jestine and Jules it took 6 freakin hours to get there. We forgot about that infamous LA traffic. The one and only thing I Loathe more than Olives! Ughhh. Got the hook up from the cuz, she got us into LAX that very night and the next night got us hooked up by the Maloofs personal friend "sticker" one of their big ass bodyguards to Ghost Bar, Playboy Bunny Lounge, and Rain...but Jes got us into Jet which we originally planned so we just followed accordingly, I however, was crossing my fingers hoping they would want to bar/club hop. On our taxi ride to JET we got invited to the Foundation Room at the top of Mandalay Bay, which is where all the high rollers who pay about 5-10 grand a year for membership and VIPS--WHY DIDNT WE GO THERE? I guess there are loads of prostitutes that hang out there but I mean I was trying to NETWORK forreal and meet some pretty important people, uhh hellooooo career upgrade I'd love to give a 5,000 haircut =) Next time, we shall make another debut this summer and this time its gonna be done RIGHT.
Anywho At jet we were immediately asked to dance up top--whoawhoawhoa--give us a second to scope the place out first please? the cigarette smoke fucked up my contacts and i had to take them out :( I was blind the whole night dude. sucked ass. but that didnt stop me. We didnt buy one drink this weekend. We sat in booths with the first goob that invited us and helped ourselves to our own drinks :) and whaattaaa ya know. The booth we were at happened to be ppl who were associated with Paul Mitchell. Won't give any names but dude I was hanging out with a LEARNING leader! ahaha. He was super paranoid he was gonna lose his job and im like your diggin my friend not me so don't trip dude. "Hector" the other dude was hella molesting Jules so we had to bounce after we got enough drinks in our blood lol. THEN this chick loses her clutch in about 234759243589342758975 million people. She was damn near in tears and iwas like fuck no im not gonna let this ruin her weekend or ourweekend so I checked every bitches arm for her clutches and then finally I hit the top booth we were dancing at and it was sitting next to this asian bitch who was muggin. I said umm WHOSE IS THAT? and shes all i dont know so i told the chick to open it and if it said juliette mcgough she needed to hand that shit over or else. turns out it wasjules, I was was intoxicated to the fullest and i found that shit! AWESOMEEE BLOSSOMMM thats the mom in me. She didnt piss her pants from fear and our weekend continued! Stopped by cathouse where we were just let in coz we charmed security, very cute lounge i must say, it was gross pulling our hands away from dudes hands. Cant they read body language of face expressions?!
Next day we did the tourist stuff. Walked the strip and took pics. We came across Casino Royale who in turn had ONE DOLLAR margaritas and buds! WHHAAAATTTT you know I was there. So I'm double fisting a strawberry margarita and a budweiser in broad daylight at 2pm...so awkward I felt like someone was going to tap me on my shoulder and tell me to put it away coz everyone knows in sac you cant do that. But then I saw a black guy walking around with a case of Bud light. what the fuck. ahahaha. We were in the mall drinking; i found that extremely amazing and especially the fact that nobody cared. weirddddd. Juliette told me and Jestine that every man that walked by looked at us like they were fuckin us with their eyes coz of the way we were dressed? Umm I had on jeans and boots and a jacket....that was kinda gross to me.
Off to JET we were. We went to steenzes boys house to watch a bit of ufc and took a cab. Jet was sick we skipped the huge ass line and walked right on it....being cute has its perks! :) YaYaYa. Danced had free drinks. It really was one hell of a time. I loved it. EXCEPT for I got stranded at Steenes friends house and I had to take a cab home at 6am and it cost 50 fucking dollars. I was devastated and tired and I wanted to be home. I haaaated being stuck at someones house thats so gayyyy. Got to the room and was so frustrated all I could do was start to pack and then clean. I didnt hit the sheets until 730 am and we had to wake up at 11. I was pooped.
The weekend went by way too quick, driving home we stopped in the middle of the desert for a quick photoshoot. The shit looks sooooo sick. Ill post pictures a little later. I havent uploaded them and I hate when you half post them then post some more three days later. coz nobody looks at em again. hahaa. Deuces, I am back to school and back to work, going back to being in full swing hurts mi cabeza. I feel like I just now got a hangover--3days worth of drinking hangover. disssgusssting.
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