Let’s Go

I saved the best for last on days 6 and 7 of my birthday celebration: a VIP evening with celebrities, then a day of fast-paced pool hopping.

Kelly Clarkson and The Fray performed at inside Chelsea Ballroom at The Cosmopolitan July 27. I’m a big fan of both, so I brought four of my close friends along. Having VIP access in the front row, we found ourselves surrounded by soap opera stars. My friend started freaking standing a few feet away from Jesse Metcalf, currently starring in Dallas on TNT. He was hanging out with Nadia Bjorlin and Brandon Beemer. I recognized him from E!’s short lived Dirty Soap, a reality show about the “real-life” of soap opera actors. Trying not to get distracted by the beautiful people around us, we listened to Clarkson’s set. She sounds great in person, but was lacking style. Her outfits were hideous — like she stepped out of an ‘80s alternative band.

It was strange to have The Fray come on after Clarkson. She’s all about upbeat, girl-power songs, while The Fray is melodic and slower. The crowd was pumped after Clarkson and The Fray right afterward proved to be a bit of downer, even to a fan. Let me emphasize: The Fray, is a sing-along, sway-back-and-forth kind of band. Imagine my shock to see a 40-something woman bent over with her hands on the floor, butt-grinding her man like she was listening to Diddy.

My major goal of the weekend was to go to a pool. I figured I should finally get to the Palms Pool. I never get to go to Ditch Fridays — because I can’t ditch on Fridays. The scene was chill, except for one lady yelling at the bartender for not giving her free glass of water. I’ve bartended at pools in Vegas, and we were never allowed to give out glasses of water, a glass of ice, or even a cup. It may not seem right in the 100-degree weather, but Vegas water sucks anyway.  Buy a bottle. Remember it’s not the bartender’s fault, so go easy on them. As nice as the Palms Pool is during the day, it’s even better at night. The annual Midsummer Lingerie Masquerade returns Saturday, and ladies can sign up to get in for free.

My roomie and I partied at Marquee Dayclub later in the afternoon with out-of-town peeps. Someone is here every weekend, and this weekend was no exception. Kaskade was spinning and 200 people pushed against the DJ booth trying to sneak a peek.  The crowd always impresses me at Marquee Dayclub. Everyone is good looking with amazing bodies. We ended up in a crazy party cabana with a front-row view of Kaskade. Bottles were popping faster than I could finish a drink. I prefer to drink mimosas at day parties.  It’s how classy people get drunk before the sun goes down — or at least that’s what I’ve heard