“The problem with time, I’ve learned, whether it’s those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out…”
~Dear John, Savannah Curtis
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Our time in Vegas was…amazing. But as BFD commented in the previous post, the downside of the trip was that the clock kept ticking. Our time together ended much too soon. It was a whirlwind of a weekend. Beginning with a 6:30am flight there and ending with a 6:30am flight home (um…we probably we won’t do that again…groan…yaaaawwwn). We rocked Coyote Ugly and did Studio 54 up right at night and drank buckets of ice cold beer by the pool during the day. PC was a fabulous purse/camera bitch and a great sport…not that it wasn’t made worth his while.. *wicked grins…smirk*
Happy HNT!!!
~ xo
My birthday is Monday… PC, BFD and I are headed to Vegas to celebrate in style. Corsets, little black dresses, heels and bikinis are packed (you haven’t seen nothing until you see PC in a LBD and stilettos! *giggle*).
Vegas ’11 here we come! *wicked grins*
~ xo
Vixen
Sunscreen, Check.
Bikini Bottoms, Check.
Bikini Top, um….maybe?
The Artisan Hotel Boutique recently opened “Naked Pool”, it’s being called Las Vegas most sensual topless-optional pool (bottoms stay on!).
Naked, the pool at the Artisan Hotel, is an exotic European-style hideaway where you can party in a private cabana or show off on an oversized daybed surrounded by swaying palm trees. Syrup Swimsuit clad hostesses serve drinks and food from the bar. During Naked Las Vegas pool parties, the deck comes alive with magical beats and shimmering lights.
The Mirage has a Bare pool (bottoms stay on here as well). Which from it’s hefty cover charge ($10 for women, $20-40 for men depending on the day of the week) and description sounds quite posh.
…offers an exclusive adult alternative to the typical Las Vegas pool experience. Featuring an upper deck with an infinity pool, the private VIP area overlooks Mirage’s famous dolphin habitat. While lounging in the daybeds in the VIP area, you’ll enjoy bottle and specialty drink services as well other food and refreshments.On the lower deck are the elevated daybeds. Great for lounging with friends and sunbathing, these private cabanas have curtain walls and bottle service. No pool is complete without comfortable chaise lounge chairs and daybeds to complement a relaxing day in the sun.
So I guess I know where I would like to be headed on my next Vegas trip! I wanna go!!!
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Have fantabulous Monday!!!
~ xo
Vixen
Category: Mondays, Vegas Baby!
Totally raunchy song, but it’s one of my favorites to run to. Usually the last mile when I’m kicking it up a notch. Go ahead and click play… *wink*
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As always more can be found at Flickr…
Happy HNT!!!
~ xo
There’s a night club in Las Vegas, located in The New York New York, called “ROK Vegas”. It’s a classy place. When my sis, Roxy and I were in Vegas a year ago, it was where we decided to ‘Go Big or Go Home’ (click the link if you want to get the full recap of the evening *wink*). That is also the night I met my Young Marine friend and I guess a defining moment in what has taken place in the last year.
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And so begins a new series….
As always more can be found at Flickr…
Happy HNT!!!
~ xo
The thing I haven’t mentioned as of yet…is that I met someone. In Vegas.
Beneath the stars. The midnight sky, illuminated by the Sin City lights. The air warm and pleasant. At a club called The Ghost Bar. After being wined and dined earlier in the evening. We flirted shamelessly….standing on the floor made of glass, the 55th floor, dressed to the nines…me in the perfect little black dress. Paired with impossibly high sling-back heels.
His hand lingering on my lower back, through out the night…of the dress that was cut seductively low.
He said I was crazy and spontaneous… I supposed in Vegas you can be anyone you’d like to be, because neither of which am I.
He referred to something that had happened earlier, that I had talked him into… asking if I always got my way. To which I replied… “yes. I usually do.” He called me a temptress. Yes…I’m quite good at it. Being persuasive.
He told me I was killing him slowly…in that dress, with those heels. I couldn’t help but grin (blushing), turning my eyes down. He lifted my chin up, so that I was looking into his eyes….bringing his lips close to mine, until he kissed me.
Later…in the darkened room, illuminated by those big city lights….despite it being nearly 4:00 a.m. In the city that never sleeps. With his lips buried in my neck, he whispered- “you’re bad…“
I turned my neck to the side, allowing him to nibble along my collar bone whispering back-
“…I am bad. I think that you probably like that about me.”
I unbutton his shirt, slowly forcing him backwards, towards the bed…pushing him down on it as I slid my body on top of his. Heels and panties having already been tossed aside. Just before my mouth covered his, huskily he says….
“Well, the best times are always with the bad ones…the bad ones with little black dresses.”
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TFT is up!!!
*THANKS* to everyone who contributed!
Would love to have you contribute, you know who you are. ANYONE can…just snap and Send!
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~ xo
~Barefoot Dreamer (so awesome! This trip was full of her fabulous one liners…)
So I’ve decided the best way to do this is to break the recap into two segments. When you are there are long as we were, AND were staying out past 4am every morning, the amount of trouble you can get into fun you can have is doubled. *wicked grins*
Decided to spend one of our nights on Fremont St, which as the sign says….it truly IS an experience. 
Reminds me of home….with a lot (A LOT) more lights and the freedom to walk wherever you please with an open beer. Seriously….Vegas was MADE for me in that regards. *swoon*
Zip-liners. Fun to watch. Not to do (I say with my heels safely planted on the ground)
I’m a perv. *raises hand* Sorry, got quite a giggle out of this…. Any volunteers? You know…for a free pull? *wink*
The theme of this trip was “random pictures with random people”. Not prompted by us, haha. At one point we were asked if we were famous….because we had so many people asking to have their pictures taken with us. Ahahaha…. In hindsight (because I was too caught off guard at the time we were asked) I should have been wittier and responded that yes, we were quite famous, in fact, we were porn stars. HA!
Oh man. This kid. So. First off, this very uh, non-lipstick lesbian (sooooooo not my type) approaches us and starts flirting with me…. For her brother. (really….so you send your lesbian sister?! Um…..) Who she describes as ‘too shy to make the first move himself’ I tell her to send him over. And over he comes. Sweet. Young. Innocent (seems just my type, no?! Haha!) He’s carrying this very yummy HUGE Creamsicle drink (made with Everclear….which I now remember there is a reason why I have not ingested since High School….my stomach the next morning, less than pleased). He tells me he’s more a beer guy. Oh! Wait! I happen to have a half drank, albeit warm beer. He offers to trade. Who am I to turn down such a sweet deal?! SCORE! Downside was…although I made it quite clear to him and his sister that I was with….WITH *wink wink*….BFD….he didn’t get the hint. ANY of the hints. *SIGH* So……when I had turned my back to him, having abandoned attempts to converse with him and he kept trying…..well, hon, the conversation is over. O-V-E-R. (Him: You sure don’t have much to say…. Me: I know right….. *uncomfortable silence* pssst…maybe you should go then…..)
This sign is in ALL the bathrooms. Um…. I’m all for public service announcements. I truly am. But, really???? The public restroom of casino’s is where you think the best location to warn pregnant women of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome?! *snort*
Coyote Ugly-
This woman seriously cracked us both up SO much. She would NOT get off the bar. Danced up there for hours. She was awesome! Rock on sister!
Us on the bar. Where we spent most of our time. Free beer. Free shots. Dirty dancing with the hottest chick in the bar…. *happy sigh*
We had the entire bar confused as to our ‘situation’. Everyone noticed our wedding rings. But also noticed we were together-TOGETHER… We had so much fun with THAT, haha. Stories from telling people we were newlyweds, to telling them “She’s with me, and I’m with her, but we’re married, and they’re not here”
*wink wink*
Anyway. Back to cute boys we met. One got the *clue* of the situation. The other, not so much…as finally BFD had to *SHOVE* him, HARD to get him to back the fuck off when he seemed to insist (with his body) that possibly he could convince me dick was better than pussy. Sorry dude….mind’s made up here.
BTW…BFD can so totally hold her own when it comes to beating the boys off ….*swoon*….
We SO totally made this dude’s night, er rather probably his year. We dirty danced with him like only two hot babes in a bar can do. We made him feel like a rockstar. Totally, who needs to see a show, when WE’RE in Vegas. We were told we WERE the show. *smirk*
Super cute Australian babe asked for pictures with us. She had the bestest accent. This picture was taken right after we were posing with her for her boyfriend and she announces quite crisply- You can kiss me you know! Ha! 
Shortly after this we encountered “I have a blackberry but no email” dude. She was quite perplexed by him. Offering to set up his email for him on his BB. Right then and there. We were disappointed to find out it was her last night in Vegas and heading home the next morning. She would have been fun to get to know better…. *grinning*
Ah yes….. The big buff Aussie men we met at the Piano Bar (after CU closed…3ish in the morning). This one in particular had been sucking on red popsicles drinking Vodka-Cranberries the entire day. He kept pressing to let him buy us one and BFD had to inform him that if our lips were going to look like that afterward- uh, no thanks Love. DOH. Oh. But the main reason we took this pic was I loved his shirt. Super cool, no????
I have no idea why he decided to pick me up. Literally. 
And then insisted on a ‘taste test’ of sorts…. *ahem* Shortly after though BFD had to put her foot down and make it clear I was with her and under no circumstances was she sharing. (many fun pictures were taken here…sadly none can be shown here…jealous? *smirk*)
Here’s me thinking- Man, look at the time….. (Bye-bye!)
Buuuut…he didn’t quite ‘get it’ and asked if he could buy us a beer. It’s like 4am….sure, as long as we don’t have to drink ‘turn your lips bright red like yours’ drinks, what kind of girls are we to turn down free beer. Ooooor better yet, free Jello Shots. And to show our appreciation, we proceeded to do jello shots off each other. Bc we are just that appreciative and kind…. *wicked grins*
The night ended in a cab….(sans any Aussie men, poor guys figured out -finally- that we really were going home with each other…only) We managed to catch the bitchest driver in Vegas, who complained of having to drive ‘the furthest she had all night’ and informed us that ‘thank GOD this was her last ride of the night’ *rolling eyes hard* WTF….chick, I’m pretty sure we’re paying you and in turn was planning on tipping you, but well, maybe not, just sayin! Sheesh! The best though was when she demanded requested we put our seatbelts on and was informed “Sweetheart, that just ain’t going to happen” …followed by BFD climbing into my lap, straddling me….
More to come later this week. *wink*
~ xo
Vixen
Besides the irony that I am posing with meat (hahaha- *gag*). LOVE this sign. It was taken on Fremont Street, which is definitely an experience in itself. Talk about awesome people watching.
Love the corset from Eden Fantasy too ~grins~ As you all know, I’m a huge fan of them. This is one that is versatile enough that it can be dressed up or I can dress it down for a more casual look. Another time I wore it, I rocked it with a pair of jeans, little cropped sweater and heels.
This elegant corset features a satin silhouette with flocked micro-dot tulle, deep-V bustline, and satin bow accent, as well as plastic boning and lace up back. This luxurious corset is perfect for a romantic evening!
The deep V bustline makes for fabulous cleavage, probably my favorite part of this corset. The downside- for me, was that although it’s the smallest size (small) it was slightly big. Which is an issue I have fairly frequently when it comes to corsets- abundant boobage, tiny waist (34C/24). It fit well enough to be worn with a skirt or jeans but it’s not a ‘to be worn alone’ lingerie item (for me) because of it’s ‘looser’ fit through the waist.
More lingerie can be found at Eden Fantasy….
~ xo
Vixen
