I'm pretty sure I don't have an ounce of luck in my body when it comes to slot machines...so why on earth I thought the giant slot machine would change my luck was beyond me. It's still fun however that you must pull the lever.
This giant slot machine is at the New York New York hotel & casino, which is also where we called home for Valentine's day weekend - I know what you are thinking, that was over a month ago. I do apologize (sorry Kerri!) for the delay in blogging - that lack of the internet is really putting a kink in my blogging. But now, back to Kerri, you see, Kerri's been waiting so patiently to see what I wore since she was my stylist for the trip. I heeded her advice to a T, but unfortunately I just realized that I didn't take pictures the first 2 nights we were there however, so I just have one outfit for you, Ker.
NY NY was a centrally located hotel for Mike's conference that brought us to Las Vegas in the first place, however it probably wouldn't be the hotel we pick for future stays in sin city. NY NY smells of old smoke, whereas the new hotels like the Cosmopolitan, Wynn or Encore smell of not-so-old smoke (there's a difference). However, it wasn't on our dime, so I'll just appreciate the fact that this girl went there in the first place.
As I said, we went for a conference for Mike. So you know what that means - shopping for oranges. Luckily I found them. These here are located in the Swanky McSwankerson mall in the Aria hotel. After I found the oranges on the first try, I had 3 days to shop for other things, I also found some uber high end shops that made me feel as if I shouldn't touch the clothes...don't you worry, I touched them. I didn't buy them, but I caressed the finest goods at Hermes, Tom Ford and some other places that I only read about in my In Style magazine, and then I proceeded to drool over the Harry Winston jewerly.