There are things people are good at. Take me for instance – I’m good at a few things – most notably left-handed layups (note, I’m right-handed though) and perfecting the fishtail braid. Not exactly resume material, but I’ll take it.
And then there are things I suck at. Like sleeping. I suck at sleeping. Isn’t that sad?
I was recently turned onto these iChill sleep shots – they are basically the opposite of 5-hr energy drinks and I will admit I was beyond skeptical (especially because a guy I was dating is the one who turned me onto these and well, trusting guys is never easy for me). But guess what? THEY WORK.
And they are not gross. I kind of pictured this really gross chalky-tasting liquid, but nope. They are easy to travel with (overnight bag, traveling, etc.). Since I spent 262 days on the road last year as a travel writer, I will be packing these with me from now on!
They have no sugar, no carbs, no calories, nada. I know what you’re thinking – what’s the catch? There isn’t one (at least not one that I’m aware of, but maybe they haven’t started tested lab rats on iChill yet…), but just wanted to share these are my new favorite things.
The sleep shots are available at over 10,000 retail stores, but I buy mine on Amazon. (Don’t judge – I work from home so the UPS guys and gals are kind of my co-workers, it’s nice to see them!)
Of course I cannot promise it will work for everyone, but I can promise (and I’m not being paid to say this) that this is the first thing that has worked for me in a really long time. And I don’t wake up tired either. It’s quite surprising really.
In 2014 Cirque du Soleil presented 19 different shows across the world – this month (and next month) Houston is lucky enough to host and showcase the touring show of Amaluna.
Last week I had a fun girls night in Houston, which started with appetizers and martinis at Eddie V’s in West Ave followed by Cirque du Soleil Amaluna, which is written and directed by Diane Paulus.
I consider myself a very strong woman, until I step foot into another Cirque show and realize the strength and talent of all of the cast.
The show is based on a mysterious island governed by Goddesses (yay!) and guided by the cycles of the moon. Amaluna is a fusion of “ama,” which refers to “mother” in various languages and “luna,” which means “moon,” evoking the semblance and complexity of the mother-daughter relationship.
And the femininity theme is fitting – for the first time at Cirque du Soleil, the cast of a show is 70% female and the band, 100%. #GirlPower anyone?
“Amaluna is a tribute to the work and voice of women,” explains Director of Creation Fernand Rainville. “The show is a reflection on balance from a woman’s perspective,“ he adds. Show Director Diane Paulus says: “I didn’t want to build a ‘women’s agenda’ show. I wanted to create a show with women at the center of it, something that had a hidden story that featured women as the heroines.”
Some of the acts you’ll see at Amaluna are Aerial Straps, Cerceau and Waterbowl, Chinese Pole, Juggling, Balance Goddess, Peacock Dance, Storm, Teterboard (my favorite!) and Uneven Bars. My favorite character by far was the Nurse (she’s a clown, and a riot!).
Teeterboard at Cirque du Soleil: Amaluna
The mobile village, located in the parking lot of Sam Houston Race Park takes 8 days to set up and 3 days to deconstruct, including the climate controlled Big Top where the show takes place (yes, there are snacks and drinks!).
A total of 65 trucks transport almost 2,000 tons of Amaluna equipment as the show only sticks in one location for about a month (so if you’re in Houston, hurry and get your tickets!).
Whether you’re looking for a fun girl’s night in Houston or a unique date night, this is your spot (or a bromance night is cool too).
The Blonde Side is also running a ticket giveaway on FB and Twitter this week – you can also enter to win two tickets simply by leaving a comment (with a valid email address) on this blog post. The giveaway tickets are for the show on Thursday, February 26th at 8pm in Houston.
The Blonde Side is headed to Belize with The Reset Retreat
In case you’re looking for me next week, I’ll be in Ambergris Caye, Belize getting my shit together. Literally.
Timing is everything right? That’s what everyone says and for once I think I’m buying it. It’s hard to meet like-minded badass women, and last week I MET TWO – two (Cierra and Natalie) of the founders of The Reset Retreat.
I’m still not totally sure what to expect for the seven days in Belize (except for pampered massages, the beaches, boating, yoga, running on the beach, bikinis, champagne…did I mention the beach?), but it’s more than just a vacation. I know – “more than just a vacation” is probably copyrighted by a totally cheesy travel company, but THIS ONE is for soul searching, healing, getting back on track (hence the name The RESET Retreat), prioritizing life and figuring out how to make yours the best possible. I realize it all sounds totally Oprah-y, but there’s got to be something to that – that woman is a bazillionaire and everyone cares what she’s doing and saying every second of the day.
I write a lot about health and fitness and it’s a huge part of my life, but a huge part of health and fitness is having a healthy and happy mind. A clear one. A focused one. One up for the task of tackling every new day.
Again, I’m probably making this sound cheesy, but the truth is the truth. I’m excited to share all the fun things I do while in Belize with these women and what I learn about myself, so stay tuned here and Girls Getaway.
For now, here’s a look at some of the questions (and answers) that were sent to me to prep for this trip.
1. What is your proudest accomplishment?
My proudest accomplishment has been without a doubt starting my sports column (TheBlondeSide.com) and subsequently my own business as a freelance sports, travel and fitness writer, which has been going (I won’t say strong, but going) for the past five years.
In college I had always dreamed of working for myself, but Corporate America seemed to suit me well for seven years. It wasn’t until I was laid off that I wanted to take a “break,” which actually resulted in creating my own job. I’m the kind of gal that doesn’t fit within molds and never have, which definitely includes your standard and typical job description. I still think I may go back to Corporate America one day, but it will likely be someone who knows me that recruits me into a role that we create together – you certainly won’t see my future job posted on Monster (at least I don’t think).
2. What is a small pleasure that can transform your mood?
I feel like this changes quite often. Sometimes it’s carrot cake from my favorite place here in Houston, sometimes it’s watching a super cheesy movie (a Lifetime movie actually, don’t judge!), sometimes it’s just literally sitting outside in the sun and taking in my surroundings. I’ve started going to Memorial Park (a park and running trail here in Houston) a lot lately and just taking a long walk or run and then stretching and relaxing and watching the other people around me. The sun feels good, but being outdoors is definitely something that feeds my soul.
3. If money wasn’t a factor and you could choose to do anything for a day, what would it be?
I love boats – any kind of boats. Any day that I can just jump on a boat is my kind of day – I’d love to have access to one of those yachts (and chefs, and expensive champagne, and gorgeous waters and all that other stuff) like on Real Housewives, so maybe that’d be it. But then it’d spoil me and I’d want to do that everyday, not just one day.
4. What activity brings you the most joy?
Again, this changes a lot. I sometimes end up OD’ing on my favorite things – my favorite song on repeat FOR DAYS (and then it makes my ears bleed I can’t stand to hear it anymore) or my favorite dessert and then I’m on to something new.
Although I’m a writer by trade, I’d have to say CREATIVE writing brings me joy. I often get so bogged down doing athlete interviews or having to insert so many great quotes, that I don’t get to actually do much writing – my job has become a lot of fitting quotes into a few paragraphs and then writing a few filler sentences. It’s still fun, but when a subject just hits me and I feel like I can write for days – that’s kind of the stuff life is made of, right?
5. What is your most significant current challenge?
Is it bad to say EVERYTHING?
It’s become a challenge to find new stories to write about, new outlets to pitch to, meeting new people (also known as dating), getting my book published, handling rejection (being a freelance writer, this is a HUGE part of my business, which is tough), paying bills, spending time with my friends, eating healthy…and pretty much everything in between.
I like the path my life has taken, but there is A LOT missing and still want (i.e. a family), so I’m having a hard time figuring out what stuff I need to stop focusing on and what I need to spend more time doing. Many would say that I don’t need to sacrifice or give stuff up to get the other stuff, and it’s not about that. My lifestyle hasn’t helped me be the easiest or best person to date and I know there are a lot changes I need to make. I recently went through a lot at the beginning of this year and it’s absolutely changed the path of my life. I’m still learning how to deal with all of that.
I guess if I had to sum up my MOST significant current challenge, even though it’s rather cliche, would be to wake up everyday and create a life I love – that’s not something I’m actively doing anymore. I kind of keep trucking along at minimal speed and then at night reflect on why so much sucks and hurts. I know I’ve got to change that, I just need to find the energy and motivation to do it.
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Enjoying my morning coffee in my new At Ease Bottoms from Albion Fit
I’m sorry, but in my busy, active and hectic life that I’ve somehow acquired over the years, COMFY wins every time. But I’ve been tasked with finding CUTE looking comfortable clothes. I love my yoga pants as much as the next girl (and lets face it, as much as the guys too), but sometimes I want something baggy to just lounge around in.
I recently ran across Albion Fit (I found them on Instagram!) and immediately fell in love with their style so I ordered these At Ease Bottoms in heather grey and just LOVE them. They are my favorite pants to put on as I hit my patio and drink my morning coffee while I do my 20 minute journaling before the day starts to get crazy. It’s a pretty zen 20 minutes, I’m not going to lie. The pants are an added bonus.
Pant details from the website: Heavier weight Nylon Spandex Blend with detailed top stitching at front and back to flatter and lengthen those legs. Wide cuff at hem, pockets at sides, and drawstring cord at front.
Note: I’m only 5’2″ so they are a little long and extra baggy on me, so maybe the taller folks look even better in them!
I ordered a few more pieces (GOLD leggings, yes!) so stay tuned for my review on them.
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I’m not a huge fan of Rhianna, but I do LOVE white teeth. (And yes, I realize the song is shine bright like a diamond, but you catch my drift…)
I recently tried the Crest Pro-Health HD 2-step product line and I’m pretty pumped to have already noticed a difference in just a few days.
As much as I crave bright white teeth, I also have a huge craving for red wine and coffee, which can put a damper on my pearly whites.
The Crest Pro-Health HD line is pretty simple, but what I love about it is that it gives me a set routine (brush for one minute with the first paste, then brush with the polish, then rinse). As silly as it sounds, having a routine and set amount of time to spend on my teeth makes me feel like I’m making a real effort. My friends would probably disagree, but I’m a big fan of following instructions, so knowing that two-minutes in the morning and two at night can make my teeth brighter is a huge plus. Plus, it’s not an additional product, it’s just a better product – the system will become your new toothpaste.
By using Crest Pro-Health HD, you don’t have to choose between your healthiest smile and your whitest smile – you get both. This toothpaste breakthrough can upgrade your routine for a 6X healthier mouth and 6X white teeth in one week.
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This looks gorgeous and time consuming, but it’s EASY as PIE
With the New Year comes the obvious resolutions – things you plan to do all year (yeah right!) that benefit you in many ways. Health-related resolutions are usually at the top of most people’s list, as they should be.
I recently saw this 30-day Challenge on The Every Girl to encourage people to drink more water (8 eight ounce glasses a day) and it’s something I want to pass along.
The Every Girl challenges talks about all the advantages of water – hydrating your skin (your body is 60% water), it keeps you fuller and satiated longer (avoid those hunger triggers), and it’s zero calories! Win-win-win.
During all my travels, I’ve been lucky enough to enjoy many spa visits. Spas are known for providing an incredibly relaxing environment, but they also seem to have the best tasting water on the planet. And it’s usually a pretty simple process: find a fancy looking pitcher (I got a cheap one from Target), pour in filtered water, add ice cubes and cut up some fruit. It’s really that simple. I like adding lemon and lime together and on the next pitcher, I’ll add strawberries.
It makes drinking water more pleasurable and it’s just as healthy. When you add fruit to your water, it can usually last up to a week (but you should be drinking the entire pitcher in a day or two), so it’s easy upkeep.
Here is a list of ideas for making your own infused water from Nutrition Stripped:
grapefruit + sage//rosemary//mint//basil
lemon + mint//cilantro//basil
lemon + lime + cilantro
lemon + ginger
Meyer lemon + tangerine + pear + hot green pepper + cilantro
lemon + orange + ginger
blood orange + ginger + basil
cucumber + lemon + lime + mint//basil
cucumber + grapefruit + sage//rosemary
cucumber + watermelon + mint
carrots + apple + lemon + ginger
carrots + pomegranate + sage
honeydew + cantaloupe + watermelon + sage//mint
watermelon + mint//rosemary//basil
cantaloupe + blood orange + lemon
pear + rosemary//sage
banana + nectarine + basil
blackberries + raspberries + strawberries + mint
strawberries + grapefruit + sage
apple + plum + blueberries + mint//sage
cherries + lime + mint
On a personal note, sage and basil make me want to vomit, so of course I’ll avoid those. So give it a whirl, and Happy New Year to you all!
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When I say I’m kissing the year goodbye, understand it’s not a loving kiss, but more a get the hell out of here kiss. Kiss my ass really. I rarely ever look back on a year and can easily categorize it as amazing or terrible – it just came and went and like most had its ups and downs.
If you read my 2013 Year in Review, you’ll remember I dealt with a lot of pain and loss. I guess by default it stands to reason that much of 2014 was spent dealing with that loss and trying to make sense of it all. A lot of that was anger if I’m being honest. If you know me, you know that I can get angered pretty quickly – horrendous road rage, my significant other flirting in front of me, people doing me wrong in a business sense, friends wanting more than they give – those things REALLY make me angry. But losing your best friend and having to deal with the financial burden of running your own business (as a writer especially!) and copious health issues can really let the anger set in. The longer it sets in and the more you hold on to it, the harder it is to let go.
If I had to describe the year as a whole in just one simple word, it would be: rut.
I spent the year stuck in a rut, which is probably the worst place you want to spend an entire 365 days. I didn’t really move forward and I definitely didn’t push myself as hard as I should have. Even though I write a column called The Blonde Side and sometimes make fortuitous grammatical errors, I’m actually a pretty smart cookie.
My job. People look at my life (via social media mostly) and assume I live this amazing and adventurous life,
I feel this was a pretty incredible selfie in Pittsburgh
and it’s true for the most part. I don’t juxtapose my photos or lie about where I am, what I’m doing or who I’m with. I don’t think people realize how incredibly hard it is to do what I do for a living. Being a writer/blogger/whatever-you-want-to-call-me is my full-time job. This pretty little website you’re reading right now is what pays my bills – ALL OF THEM. It’s not easy and this year really got me down on what I do for a living.
Have you ever looked at someone and wonder how on earth they’re able to function on a daily basis because they are so far in left field or lacking just an ounce of common sense yet realize they make 3x (if not more) money than you do? It’s pretty disheartening.
My solution: I’m going to work harder this year than I have in the past three combined. I’m going to aim higher than most can imagine and I’m going to make sure all my work sells for what it’s worth. If I hit that disheartening feeling again, then I’m lucky because I have one hell of an education to back me up and hopefully welcome me back into Corporate America with open arms. And I will always remember: never wish for it harder than you work for it.
My friends. I spent a majority of the year being angry at certain people. You know the kind – those who invite you to their bacherloette party, bridal shower, wedding, then baby shower all in one year and you’re expected to travel and buy a ton of gifts? You don’t mind because they are your friends, but you realize they soon stop calling you and inviting you out. Fact of the matter is, you live with a man and have a ring on your finger, but our lives didn’t all of a sudden get so different. What happened is you either A) thought you got too good for certain people (i.e. me) or B) were never a good friend in the first place.
My solution: The end of 2014 was a little different for me when it came to friends. It truly is all about quality over quantity – that adage we’ve been told for years. I’m being very selective with the people in my life from now on. I can probably count 10 people this year alone I thought were good friends – not one of those called me (or texted me) on my birthday, most didn’t attend my annual Jingle BALLS event benefitting Ronald McDonald House Houston (or even call to say they’d miss it or wish me luck or donate) or really just gave a damn about me all year. It’s funny how you travel to Vegas for someone’s birthday and yet they can’t even send a text or buy you a drink for yours. Instead of staying angry at that, it’s no sweat off my back. I reconnected with some pretty great friends and met some new ones this year. That’s where I’ll focus instead.
My Happiness. I won’t go too much into this, but in November I attended Wanderlust Austin. During that weekend, I ventured into a session where our instructor, Liz Davis, asked us to tell a complete stranger about the last time we were truly happy. She asked us to describe it and tell them why it made us so happy.
It probably won’t surprise many, but my answer to my last happiness was simple: Hawaii. There are no words to how much I miss living on the island and just learning about myself. What sucks about that being my “happy place,” is it’s so damn far and expensive to get to. You know what this complete random stranger responded with? Find more Hawaii in your everyday life.
Yup, shirt says KARMA
It really is that flipping simple and that’s what I’m aiming to do everyday.
My solution: I won’t lie – pretending Houston is anything like Hawaii is a downright difficult task, but that doesn’t mean I can’t see the beauty in things that I saw there. Like all things in life, it’s a work in progress.
In no particular order, here are a few goals (not to be confused with resolutions) for 2015:
– GET MY BOOK PUBLISHED. I slacked on this, and I’m ready to write the second one already.
– Learn to smile more. I admit it – I’ve got an aggressive resting bitch face and it’s time to turn that frown upside down. Isn’t that what Oprah says to do?
– Get back to sending handwritten letters. I’m pretty good at this, but I want to do it more and make it a habit.
– Get dressed every morning. No I don’t walk around naked all day (not usually), but I work for myself (i.e. no coworkers unless you count my 23lb teacup Chihuahua) and finding the energy or need to brush my hair and put on clean clothes sometimes gets overlooked. I keep reading “dressing the part” is key to success, so why not? Go ahead, judge me all you want…
– Stop buying shit. I have moved SO MANY times in the last two years and I’ve already gotten rid of so much stuff – I don’t need any of it. I want to simplify and stop buying.
– Streamlining my work. I freelance for so many publications (print and online) that it’s hard to keep up with all the formats, pitching, editors, invoicing, etc. I want to create a hit list of publications I have a constant voice in and actually make some money and write quality work. If you’ve got ideas for a magazine or website I should write for, please let me know. Editor’s contact info is a bonus.
– My phone is not my friend, my friends are my friends. I want to be more present and not text or worry about my phone when I’m with good company – it’s just plain rude. But that also means striving to find good company – I’m not sure everyone will make the cut.
– Travel better. I know this sounds crazy for someone who spent 262 days on the road this year, but my goal for 2014 was to travel bigger – abroad and such. I love my weekend trips for NFL and to visit friends, but it’s time to expand my horizons. Unless of course it’s a trip home.
x’s & o’s to all of you that have followed my journeys as a sportswriter as well as just an all around crazy person. I appreciate all your support and comments – I’d love to hear what your goals are for 2015…
Let me start with this simple disclaimer: I do not have a drinking problem.
But I will admit that drinking is a huge part of my life. With watching sports on a nightly basis, meeting friends for dinner (and you guessed it – drinks!), going on terrible first dates, drinking to get over said first dates, hanging with friends to discuss their terrible dates, etc. Plus I actually love the taste of a fine wine, glass of champagne or cold craft beer.
I figured if there was a month I could give up alcohol, January would it. Because let’s face it: February is not only the Super Bowl, but Valentine’s Day (must drink to get through this), March is St. Patrick’s Day (no, I’m not Irish, but it’s also March Madness) and once April hits here in Houston the patio weather SCREAMS my name and then you have the entire summer, which leads to football season, which brings us to the holidays and then back around to January.
So yeah, January has got to be it.
Anyone interested in going sans booze with me for the month?
Note: January 1st for the FSU/Oregon game does not count and IF we go to the National Championship, that day doesn’t count either, but it’s still an admirable goal, right? Or maybe I should man-up and not drink the entire month like I originally said? Also, let the record show that the last seven days of 2014 I was not able to drink because of illness…
As I look to the New Year, one of my goals is to remember that my phone is not my friend – my friends are my friends. It sounds simple, but like many, I spend way too much time on my phone – even to check the time.
Another goal of mine for 2015 is to be more productive, especially during the hours of 9-5, which is nearly impossible when you work from home. I want to make the minutes count and virtually “clock out” as close to 5 everyday as possible. I think this will help me prioritize things more, and stay on a schedule as well as help me sleep more regular hours (which is much needed!).
What better way to make some of these goals happen than with a shiny new watch? I realize buying a new watch doesn’t help with my goal of “not spending as much money,” but I consider my new Seiko watch a great investment.
I think a watch says a lot about someone and I love that Seiko has a ton of amazing athletes (like Landon Donovan and Hope Solo) as their brand ambassadors. If these watches are durable enough to keep up with their lifestyles, I’m fairly confident it’s spot on for me as well.
It’s a pretty dainty watch, which is good for me since I don’t always dress up and will help balance it out. What new splurges did you get for the holidays or to kick off the New Year?
For those who may not be familiar with the phrase Day Club, it’s simply a club during the day. Ok, I’m being an ass. Basically it’s the adult-only pools in Vegas that require quite a bit of money to get through the line and are overflowing with overpriced drinks, water you probably wouldn’t let your unborn son swim in, copious amounts of unfinished and faded tribal art, and more rules than an 8th grade Catholic school.
I’m sure a handful of people will read this piece and think, Oh this girl’s lame, she must not have had any fun – what a loser. And you’d be wrong. I did have fun. Quite a lot of fun, honestly, but I feel compelled to paint a fairly accurate picture of one of these said “Day Clubs’ through my eyes. And my mom says I’m not a loser.
Since I’m a travel writer, I don’t really want to knock anyone’s facilities, so for now, I’ll omit the names. If you’re familiar with Vegas, you can probably make an educated guess at A, B and C.
Pool A
Upon arriving in Vegas early morning, I stumbled upon a man who worked at the hotel we were staying at. While one of the girls was checking us in, two of us stood in the lobby and and struck up a conversation with him. We asked for tips on the best “pools” (not knowing we were using the wrong vernacular) and he recommended (obviously) the Adult Pool at this particular hotel. He made a call and put the four of us on the VIP list. Upon walking through the entire property, we stumbled upon two lines – one was VIP, the other was the regular entrance. Since we got hooked up in VIP, the guy in our party tipped him $20 as a courtesy. The “regular folk” in the general line each had to pay $80 for guys and $50 for girls, just to enter.
Then we proceeded to a security checkpoint line where I was told I couldn’t bring my GoPro inside or the selfie pole that attached to it. The guy in our group was wearing a tank top with the #10 on it (in a floral pattern), but he was told that it resembled a jersey too much so he was asked to check his shirt for $10. Not to remove it and put it in a bag, but to check it. Same for me with my GoPro. Add another $10 on to my tab and $10 onto his. Then I had to go through another security checkpoint (different guy) who opened up my cross-body lululemon bag with what seems like hundreds of pockets. Each and every pocket was searched along with all ten of my lip-glosses, which were opened and then smelled. I had gum in my purse – not allowed. My friend had mints – not allowed. I also had allergy medicine – not allowed. I could either check that stuff (for another $10 because I no longer had access to check stuff with my old stuff) or throw it out. Then we went through one more checkpoint (exact same procedure opening everything in my bag, including the lip glosses) and could almost see the pool…I mean club. But wait, one more checkpoint, this time a pat-down by an overzealous, burly security guard.
Having just gotten off the plane from Houston, I assure you the pat-downs and security checkpoints at this Day Club were much more in-depth than TSA, which is equal parts annoying and scary.
And we’re in! Finally. And that was being VIP! The pool was absolutely packed, the World Cup was on a huge projection screen over the pool (which was incredibly awesome), the setup was nice (unless you needed somewhere to sit) assuming you didn’t want a $2,000 cabana to rent for a few hours. Off to the bar we go and I order a pretty hefty sized blueberry vodka, sprite and cranberry juice–$41. Refills? Of course not. Enough vodka to do the trick all damn day? Of course n…well, almost.
Hanging in the pool, dancing, and people watching was fun, until we had to keep refilling (and paying for) our drinks. I was at the pool for about four hours, and my bar tab (no food) was over $400. Oh, and I’m a girl. But it was fun. Probably my favorite Day Club during this trip.
Pool B
For starters, Pool B was a maze. We asked about 20 staff throughout the hotel and casino
Drinking Moet in a bikini – is there anything better?
where this Day Club was (again, not the regular pool) and finally made it after being searched (barely) by one guy who just opened our bags. It was $20 for girls to get in and $50 for guys (our total was $160 just to get inside the pool). The guy at the door noticed my Texas driver’s license and he happened to have grown up here – very nice guy. As our last guy walked in, he handed the money back to him (all $160) and just said he was taking care of his Texans. We ended up tipping him $40, which he was hesitant to take, but I stuffed it in his pockets. Probably the nicest, most down-to-earth guy we met all weekend.
We see a much smaller pool than the day before, and we were there pretty early so it was wide open. The only “seats’ at this pool were daybeds/cabanas you had to buy or to set your towel around the perimeter of the pool.
The guys in our group wanted to buy a bottle ($400 for a bottle of Grey Goose, which came with three free mixers and we ordered six Sugar-Free Red Bulls–$63), which luckily, got us a daybed where we could relax and stake our claim. We ordered food, of course not cheap, but pretty tasty.
We did a round of Fireball, which in hindsight, was beyond stupid. Sitting in the sun and it still only being 1pm and all, but we rallied. I don’t even want to know what a round of Fireball cost…
Pool C
This is the Day Club/Pool I’ve been hearing people rave about for at least a year or two since it opened. It’s the reason you are supposed to extend your Vegas trip an extra day (to leave on Monday). This Day Club in particular was the first time I realized that douchebags are in fact high rollers. Either that or they save up every last dollar they have to attend one of these.
The guys in our group were smart – they had already called ahead and reserved a cabana – which comes with your own waitress and a minimum. The minimum for our cabana was $1400 – that meant during the time we spent there, our bill had to be AT LEAST $1400 (not including the automatic 18% gratuity, the taxes and the live entertainment fee, which is later added on). And the $1400 minimum here was the cheapest cabana – the ones in front of us (with a better view of the pool and stage) started at $2500. $1400 might sound like a lot (it still is), but when each drink is $45 and there are five people in your party, it goes fast. Really fast.
Here (of course), we went through another vital checkpoint (x2) where our bags were opened and objects pulled out in plain sight (like my bikini from the night before?). A friend had a makeup compact with a mirror in it and we were told nothing with a mirror was allowed to enter, so trash it went.
A huge pool, great music and even better people watching. If they say the freaks come out at night, then it must be accurate to say the douchebags come out during the day?
The Blonde Side: 0 | Vegas: 1
I will end this piece with my favorite story of the trip. While in Pool C, a guy swam up to me while I was sitting on the edge and started to flex his muscles, without saying a word. He waded there awkwardly for at least 30 seconds still flexing and kissing his biceps in the most awkward way until I say, “What are you doing? Are you saying those are big?” all the while laughing at this character whose arm tribal band of course stops halfway, probably because it was too painful on those big muscles.
Him: “Yeah these guns are huge.”
Me (with an annoying drunk laugh): “Well sweetie, I’m from Texas where everything’s bigger – I wouldn’t brag about those.”
Him: “You (expletive, expletive, expletive) – I’m a 20x Olympic Gold Medalist Cage Fighter, I could rip you to shreds you (expletive, expletive, expletive).
Me: “Well that’s funny, because Cage Fighting isn’t even an Olympic sport…”
At this point, the unfinished tribal armband man decides to turn his aggression and attention to the guys in our group, who just so happened to be black and the guy starts calling them a name you might have been accustomed to hearing back in 1930. When our guys pay this knucklehead zero attention (smart move), he diverts his attention to perhaps one of the largest (and by largest I mean fattest) guys in the world, to where three security guards and his entire cabana entourage can barely hold him back. Picture Billy Bob from Varsity Blues, but add 100 lbs. and 15 years on the guy and there you have your visual image. And then add to that image the tribal armband douchebag and there you have the scene.
Vegas is still a fun place, but perhaps I’m just getting too old to party like that. I’m not a fan of having to “check” my items or have my belongings searched multiple times. Plus, I work for myself, so my money is very important to me.
If you are planning an upcoming Vegas trip, here are a few tips:
– Check the rules of any Day Clubs (and Night Clubs) you plan to visit. Some have very strict dress codes and then the weird stuff like “no gum.”
– Have plenty of cash. This may seem obvious when on vacation, but the ATM fees in Vegas are much steeper than your hometown. You can always redeposit your leftover money when you get home (if there is any).
– Go with a fun group. Odds are, you are going to run into quite a few douchebags during your stay, but if you’re with a good group, who cares?
– Leave the Affliction clothing at home (or better yet, donate it to Goodwill), and don’t talk about Crossfit. Let your abs and your muscles do the talking.
– As much as I love the slogan “What Happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas!” remember in the age of social media, that is not at all true.
– Have fun!
*Note, at all three Day Clubs, even hotel guests staying at that property had to pay a cover to get in. Bring your debit cards, kids.
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