Vegas, Baby...'08 Style!
We jetted off to Lost Wages with the First Couple of Phun to celebrate Tommy's B-Day in particular and have a blast in general. This trip was extra-special as Donnie (Jeannie's bro) joined us and that's always the ultimate in fun.....would that make it fun-er? He's a wild and crazy guy who doesn't drink (<gasp> yes: sacrilege!) and so inherited DD duties by default (I guess that's actually DDDD or D4) in case we overindulged on the first night. As if that's humanly possible.
We have the system down: take off from Oaktown @ 8:30pm on a Friday, land at McCarran @ 10:30pm, pick up the rental car and do-not-stop/do-not-pass-go to Red Square post-haste. On this trip, we dropped Jeannie and Donnie off at Mandalay Bay to secure our shnax for the evening; it just wouldn't do to be drinking flights o' vodka without sustenance as we found out on a previous trip.
They also had the pleasant "double duty" of meeting up with their folks who happened to be in Vegas (baby) at the same time but were, unfortunately, leaving the next morning at 0:dark thirty. The rest of the party checked us all into ze Wynn Las Vegas�a veritable paradise in the desert if there ever was one�and then headed off for swigs of Yuri and Jewel of Russia.
gojeannie covered the highlights of our trip oh so well; I'd just like to add some comments: - I do believe that Himself finally understands the concept of not overindulging as most of the rest of the weekend--that translates to a lion's share of the vacation--was spent feeling like crap. Yuri (or is it "Youri"?) IS so shmooth but a martooni plus flight o' vodkas on top of a "dinner" that consisted of 2 hardboiled eggs is a recipe for disaster. It just ain't worth it, buddy!
- The gods were smiling on us and we did NOT run into Perez Hilton @ the Wynn. It would've been interesting to be a fly on the wall in the Blush club if only to witness skank ho's and celebutantes trying to out-do each other. But we were better off safely esconced in Red Square, especially having JUST missed a brawl that happened right outside the bar following a rap concert in Mandalay Bay. Guess the security gorillas quickly made mincemeat of the participants in a rather violent and bloody way. Its Vegas, baby!
- Love-Love-LOVE the Country Club restaurant in the Wynn! The atmosphere was oh so swank, the fud delecto and the wine dee-vine; it goes without saying the company was beyond compare. The CC is currently Numbah One on my Lost Wages list and other restaurants are hard-pressed to even lick its boots (sorry--huge unsanitary visual there).
- ADORE the upper Wynn bar, Parasol Up! Its the best for people-watching the foot traffic AND the casino action. Come to think of it, we went to Parasol Up 2x this trip and visited Parasol Down not a once. Something about shmoking a stogie indoors while the great outdoors has a chill is strangely compelling....
- MAC eyelashes are ever so glam! The main problem is my inability to wear glasses whilst sporting a pair. Seriously, it coulda been a real slapstick moment or two if I were to have accidentally placed my hand into someone's plate o' soup or even returned to the wrong party after visting the washroom. Come to think of it, I coulda gotten some scoops if I happend to seat myself at that interesting table o' gals next to us at the CC. I know the porn convention was supposed to have started later in the week but those were definitely..........working girls. Yeah, that's the ticket. Working girls.
Yep, another fantabulous weekend in Lost Wages. It was rather surrealistic to return to everyday life in the Bay Area, that's fer sure.
Slight aside, I did find a HIL-arious review of the Wynn on Cheapo Vegas
From Casino Boy:
Room Quality: We'll talk about the Resort Room because it's the basic one and the only one they would ever let us near...Windows are floor to ceiling, which is fantastic for those of us who like for our feet to see...Oh, the electric drapes are a nice touch. We always get so worn out opening and closing drapes...
Food: Bartolotta di Mare. This Italian seafood restaurant has incredible and lovely views, as well as decent food. The restaurant itself is just okay looking, but that view! It ain't cheap, but it's the sort of place you want to take a loved one to really dazzle him before revealing that you too were once a man. He'll be so impressed with the view he probably won't care much.
From Amy (who totally rocks):
Food: Does Steve Wynn eat, or does he just photosynthesize? Visitors won't find any clues about what the big guy likes to eat, but Steve Wynn has continued his influential "food court" approach to fine dining, making sure there's a little bit of everything available. Wynn Las Vegas does feature a buffet, but the letters on the sign are scrambled so that the proletariat can't find their way to it and eat all the mozzarella balls. The Flubbet? The Fluffer? The Tubeff? It's a snob code!
Carpet and Other Decor: Judging from his track record, Steve Wynn loves tassels almost as much as he loves spouting, pulsing, throbbing gushes of water. It just couldn't be a Wynn casino without harnessing the vast power of what Las Vegas has so little of. Class? Nope, water! Ok, so there's a waterfall at the foot of a large pond here, but what really caught my attention was that the designers were able to combine the tassel theme and the water theme in the Parasol Up/ Parasol Down bars. As one watches the ejaculation of thousands of gallons of frothy water, large fabric umbrellas (positively covered in tassels and gewgaws) slowly rise and fall. This viewing area is the climax of the design-as-Wynn-tribute.
So yeah, they ARE dissing our beloved Shangri-La Away from Home but Jeannie and I did have to wrinkle our collective noses at the Steve Wynn channel playing 24/7 (if you chose to be masochistic) in the rooms. It truly is ALL about him.
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Vegas, Baby...'08 Style!We jetted off to Lost Wages with the First Couple of Phun to celebrate Tommy's B-Day in particular and have a blast in general. This trip was extra-special as Donnie (Jeannie's bro) joined us and that's always the ultimate in fun.....would that make it fun-er? He's a wild and crazy guy who doesn't drink (<gasp> yes: sacrilege!) and so inherited DD duties by default (I guess that's actually DDDD or D4) in case we overindulged on the first night. As if that's humanly possible.
We have the system down: take off from Oaktown @ 8:30pm on a Friday, land at McCarran @ 10:30pm, pick up the rental car and do-not-stop/do-not-pass-go to Red Square post-haste. On this trip, we dropped Jeannie and Donnie off at Mandalay Bay to secure our shnax for the evening; it just wouldn't do to be drinking flights o' vodka without sustenance as we found out on a previous trip.They also had the pleasant "double duty" of meeting up with their folks who happened to be in Vegas (baby) at the same time but were, unfortunately, leaving the next morning at 0:dark thirty. The rest of the party checked us all into ze Wynn Las Vegas�a veritable paradise in the desert if there ever was one�and then headed off for swigs of Yuri and Jewel of Russia.gojeannie covered the highlights of our trip oh so well; I'd just like to add some comments:- I do believe that Himself finally understands the concept of not overindulging as most of the rest of the weekend--that translates to a lion's share of the vacation--was spent feeling like crap. Yuri (or is it "Youri"?) IS so shmooth but a martooni plus flight o' vodkas on top of a "dinner" that consisted of 2 hardboiled eggs is a recipe for disaster. It just ain't worth it, buddy!
- The gods were smiling on us and we did NOT run into Perez Hilton @ the Wynn. It would've been interesting to be a fly on the wall in the Blush club if only to witness skank ho's and celebutantes trying to out-do each other. But we were better off safely esconced in Red Square, especially having JUST missed a brawl that happened right outside the bar following a rap concert in Mandalay Bay. Guess the security gorillas quickly made mincemeat of the participants in a rather violent and bloody way. Its Vegas, baby!- Love-Love-LOVE the Country Club restaurant in the Wynn! The atmosphere was oh so swank, the fud delecto and the wine dee-vine; it goes without saying the company was beyond compare. The CC is currently Numbah One on my Lost Wages list and other restaurants are hard-pressed to even lick its boots (sorry--huge unsanitary visual there).- ADORE the upper Wynn bar, Parasol Up! Its the best for people-watching the foot traffic AND the casino action. Come to think of it, we went to Parasol Up 2x this trip and visited Parasol Down not a once. Something about shmoking a stogie indoors while the great outdoors has a chill is strangely compelling....
- MAC eyelashes are ever so glam! The main problem is my inability to wear glasses whilst sporting a pair. Seriously, it coulda been a real slapstick moment or two if I were to have accidentally placed my hand into someone's plate o' soup or even returned to the wrong party after visting the washroom. Come to think of it, I coulda gotten some scoops if I happend to seat myself at that interesting table o' gals next to us at the CC. I know the porn convention was supposed to have started later in the week but those were definitely..........working girls. Yeah, that's the ticket. Working girls.Yep, another fantabulous weekend in Lost Wages. It was rather surrealistic to return to everyday life in the Bay Area, that's fer sure.Slight aside, I did find a HIL-arious review of the Wynn on Cheapo VegasFrom Casino Boy:Room Quality: We'll talk about the Resort Room because it's the basic one and the only one they would ever let us near...Windows are floor to ceiling, which is fantastic for those of us who like for our feet to see...Oh, the electric drapes are a nice touch. We always get so worn out opening and closing drapes...Food: Bartolotta di Mare. This Italian seafood restaurant has incredible and lovely views, as well as decent food. The restaurant itself is just okay looking, but that view! It ain't cheap, but it's the sort of place you want to take a loved one to really dazzle him before revealing that you too were once a man. He'll be so impressed with the view he probably won't care much.From Amy (who totally rocks):Food: Does Steve Wynn eat, or does he just photosynthesize? Visitors won't find any clues about what the big guy likes to eat, but Steve Wynn has continued his influential "food court" approach to fine dining, making sure there's a little bit of everything available. Wynn Las Vegas does feature a buffet, but the letters on the sign are scrambled so that the proletariat can't find their way to it and eat all the mozzarella balls. The Flubbet? The Fluffer? The Tubeff? It's a snob code!Carpet and Other Decor: Judging from his track record, Steve Wynn loves tassels almost as much as he loves spouting, pulsing, throbbing gushes of water. It just couldn't be a Wynn casino without harnessing the vast power of what Las Vegas has so little of. Class? Nope, water! Ok, so there's a waterfall at the foot of a large pond here, but what really caught my attention was that the designers were able to combine the tassel theme and the water theme in the Parasol Up/ Parasol Down bars. As one watches the ejaculation of thousands of gallons of frothy water, large fabric umbrellas (positively covered in tassels and gewgaws) slowly rise and fall. This viewing area is the climax of the design-as-Wynn-tribute.
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