16 Aralık 2012 Pazar

Phone cam round-up, Las Vegas edition: strippity-doo-da

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Yeah, yeah. I was there for 24 whole hours and didn't sin once. Unless a couple of vodkas count.


Bubbles on the strip


Not sure how I felt about these girls. I mean, how does Gia, who is on special for $45, feel about Bella, who's going for $150? Does Bella ever have a "special" price? How come none of these "classy and discreet" ladies are ever named Joanne or Sally?


... and I wonder how many times Carmen & Marissa ($99 two-girl special) have visited this darling establishment. Hooters indeed.


Many go in. No one comes out.


Lil' black dresses with a bunch of nails on the boob part.


So my ship finally comes in and it's on top of some restaurant inside a Las Vegas shopping mall. Go figure.


Mop head in the mirror.


Bumpy soap and I love it.


Freakazoid chandelier in the lobby of my hotel.


Just the Strip being strippish.


Dining with the fabulous Suzanne Ouellette Mastrion at Mario's place.


Is it a humble bow or a wondrous glance skyward. Guess it's both.


Inside Steve Wynn's dazzling hotel.


Outside Steve Wynn's dazzling hotel.


The Miracle Mile was awful lonesome at 6 a.m. Sunday morning.


A cloud of butterflies bid me au revoir at McCarran Airport.


Bye Las Vegas!

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