To the Moon!!
September 8, 2009
Rooftop @ Blue Martini
I really had no plans for my actual birthday. Especially since it lands on a Tuesday this year... and day after Labor day at that. Figured I'd do the whole family bbq, friends bbq and party the following weekend. Well, that was the plan... until my cousin arrived from Bahrain. I asked her what she HAD to do on her visit here... she said, "I want to go to Las Vegas." Shit! I speak to my brother and we decided to do an overnight Vegas run! Perfect... for my birthday too!!
The journey was short... didn't take us long @ all.
My bday dinner... w/ my stolen flower
Sal's friend Enrique came also to join us for the bottomless martinis that I seemed to have. (Looking back, I have no idea how I made it through the night... my limit is 2 and I had 4 just at dinner!!) I'll be honest... I barely recall the conversations... I know we made fun of our poor waitress because her fake lasher were crawling off her face and she was not on the smart side by any means of the imagination.
After dinner pic
After our giggle fest, Sal kindly drops us off back @ Excalibur. They gave us 2 drink ticket vouchers... cool, as if 4 wasn't enough for me... I get a Grey and Cranberry. Yummm... ugh, I was seriously ready for bed at this point. So we head upstairs and I call Jet... or maybe that's not exactly when I called him but I know I did. He put us on the VIP list for Moon @ the Palms. Be there by 1:30am he tells me. Free admission for my cousin and I and $15 for my brother (regularly it's $40-$60 admission). Oh, and I have to add, my VIP girl wristband also included 2 free drinks!! Anything I wanted!! Anyone keeping count here?? I think I'm up to 5, 3 over my limit! Nice... and I'm still walking!! whoo hoo!
At the hotel I also speak to Ben.
Thanks Jet... woooooot, VIP Birthday girl!
We make our way to the tanning place right next to Moon... guestlist, thank you very much! And we were handed our wristband, my brother a voucher to have him pay less at the door and we walked by everyone in line.
Eddie and Mariel @ on the Moon! hee hee
First stop... bar. Redeem my free drinks... and yes... another Grey and Cran. I gave my brother the other free drink cause I was so faded at this point... like I wasn't already... hush... it's my BARFday! lol We take a tour of the place and make some friends. Oh, I forgot to mention the conversation that happened at the hotel. Here's the rundown.
My cousins real name is Mariel... shit... I forgot what her fake name was...
My brothers name is Eddie... his fake name was Michael... pronounce Me-Kel...
And I... no, not Leilani this time... this time I was Joilynn from London... had the fake accent and everything... yes even drunk I can pull it off.
Do I look faded??!! haha
Anyways... so this was me... Joilynn from London... I was so into my character too... until...
part 2... if you were reading... and until I say so... you must read this out loud with your own British accent. Trust me it's fun.
So we were upstairs on the upper roof when we began chatting it up w/ a couple. A guy w/ a foot tall mohawk (I'm usually a total sucker for mohawks over a foot tall, but this guys was eh. lol) and his new fiance. The conversation led to my DRUNK brother saying, "ya we continued drinking in the hotel while we created an alias for each of us".
Time to crash the booth!!
What the hell... I was in the company of idiots!! You know that feeling when you realized that the whole night was a lie?? Well, I didn't feel like that, cause my Vegas lie was crumbling thanks to my brother and cousin. Genius I tell ya.
Taking Tom to the dancefloor
Back downstairs I go... feet hurting, sides aching, eyes zoning. I was rather enjoying my fancy little accent (you're still reading that way right?) and now with my new Vegas name, surely I won't forget no matter how drunk I got. I grab a seat at an empty booth, security comes up and tells me it's for bottle service and I have to get up!! WTF!! No one is there and I'm almost possitive it was like 2am!! He walks away and walks back over with what looks like a super soft ottoman.
My birthday present... the grey and cranberry silly LMAO!!
And here I go. I tell my cousin my plan and she giggles along. Then... I walk right up to 2 of the guys, ready to dazzle them with my accent and fake real name and I say hi. They boys respond with a, "Hello beautiful" in a heavier and sexier British accent!!!! SHIT!! All my plan goes to hell... I drop my accent and give them back a smile. (You may continue reading minus accent now). They ask my name and take my hand to help me up where they were nestled. Still stiff from the shock that my whole plan was undone, I decided NOT to lie. Ugh! How fun is this going to be?? Grrrr! I sit right in between them and I respond with, "I'm Angel... from California, where are you boys from?" in my surfer Cali girl accent... and they smile... big!
Cont...
I'm in... I plop myself down in the booth as if I was part of their little group. Nice!! I was grinning, being extremely proud of myself for getting to sit @ the best seat outside w/ the cutest boys at the place. The rest of the night was spent chatting it up with the boys, dancing and all the Grey Goose and Cranberry my little birthday wish desired. (I lost count, since each of the guys wanted to make sure I always had a glass more than half full in my hand.) I recall checking with my brother the time, and he responded with, "It's just about 4:30... will you be okay?!" I said yes and that was the last time I saw him and my cousin... I woke up nice and early @ the Bellagio and watched the morning crew prepare for the tourist and gamblers for the day to come... oh, my feet hurt!!!
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