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Vegas: Day 2!

We began with a brunch buffet at Wicked Spoon. The best meal of the trip, hands down. (It was impossible to get a good pic of of this restaurant, but it was palatial.)

We journeyed to the Arts District once again for an afternoon of antiquing and wandering in the Burlesque Hall of Fame. Pictured here is the wall of pasties.

I’m not usually a museum-tour type of gal, we had one that was pretty excellent. Our tour guide was a local artist and performer named Buttercup, and she took us through each era of American burlesque and expertly answered all of our questions. Her retro-glam look made me want to start wearing hot rollers and false lashes again.

After a coffee break, we caught the Big Elvis show, then were accosted by some naked cowboys. We needed some group pics of ourselves anyway, so we were game to say hi.

Inside the Paris casino, a very vibey place.

DITA! It felt SO good to be at Dita’s show again. Hannah and I saw her just last year and it was life-changing. I am definitely my most present when watching burlesque — I think no thoughts and just let the glamour wash over me.

Afterward, we had drinks and beignets at the Vanderpump Garden back in the Paris casino. We stayed here till 1am, and I didn’t feel at all tired. That’s when I knew Vegas had me under its time-warpy spell.

Fast-forward to Day 3! The day was spent mostly by the hotel pool. We made the most of the patchy sun and barely 60-degree temps. Nighttime agenda was dinner at Momofuku followed by the Chippendales show. Here’s me that night & the next morning, LA-bound.