I landing on a flight from Vegas at 5 a.m. this morning, and the urge to sleep for the rest of the week is really hard to strut off right now, but I never wait this long to post stuff, so here I am. Vegas was amazeballs, thanks for asking. I went on a bachelorette party with my college roommate and six other women, and it was four straight days of predictable debauchery. I’d never been before, and nobody told me that as long as you are a woman, you basically don’t have to pay for anything. Promoters will get you into ever club and beach party for free, as well as comp you drink tickets. Its almost unbelievable, but I spent four days drinking in Vegas without ever actually buying a drink. I also saw David Guetta, Alesso, and Steve Aoki at three separate venues without ever paying for admission. I still can’t get over how unbelievably fricken’ awesome it is to be a woman in Vegas. If you or your girlfriends ever head that way and need the number of a promoter please shoot me an e-mail (or just go on Twitter and hashtag something “Vegas” and that should put you in touch with a hoard of club promoters eager to give you free cocktails).
Vegas has a super glam vibe when it comes to fashion, but I was simultaneously mourning all the missed opportunities I had to sport festival wear at Coachella this past weekend; and therefore opted for a really Boho vacation vibe. A crop top and denim shorts are basically my summer uniform, and it was nice to wear them in weather that was warm enough that I actually needed sunscreen!
Anyway dolls, I think my eyes are about to glue themselves shut, so we will need to pick this convo up again on the blog later this week! xx
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Photos by Anabella V Photography