Alanna says...

Last weekend I arrived in Las Vegas, where the sun was warm and the beer was cold. That's so cheesy! But it's true. After morning cocktails, mid-day cocktails, and afternoon cocktails, I assembled a few pals for evening cocktails at one of the poshest restaurants in one of the seediest cities in the USA. Small-plate delectables and evening cocktails led to late-night cocktails, which culminated in myself and a couple of daring pals stripper-pole-dancing at some overpriced club playing remixed 80s music set to a modern beat. Now, I ask you: was I totally lame? Or for a brief Sunday, perchance, a rock star? Hmmmm.