In just under two weeks, I'll be in Las Vegas. It's for Work but, since I'll be staying at the brand-spanking-new Cosmopolitan, it's a safe bet that there will be some Play, too.
God only knows what debauchery I'll get myself into this time.
I.cannot.wait.
UPDATE: It's just as hot as the commercial. Naughty but oh so comfortable. Surprisingly chic in a town that is decidedly not. This is a hotel for grown ups.
Thank you to Corey, my mysteriously prescient roulette buddy. I should have found a way to thank you properly...
People who say that you can't win money in Vegas don't know what they're doing.
