Shoes: Aldo Purse: Faux Louis Vuitton *sorry jo* Jacket: Danier Shirt: Elizabeth & James Skirt: Forever 21
Got home from vegas late, late last night…..and woke up feeling like i just got slipped a sleeping pill and got hit over the head with a sledge hammer. is there any other way to feel when you just returned from vegas?
although my trip was ‘business’ related..i still indulged in numerous vices and was on the go ( and on my feet) for the entire 4 days.
the pictures above are from a dinner out. we headed to the mandarian oriental for some asian food (MOzen bistro to be exact) and i would recommend the restaurant to any visiting foodie out there. the constant noise of slot bells combined with the large tourist bus groups made me appreciate the silence and ambiguity of both this hotel and restaurant. it was quiet, it was sleek and sexy and there wasn’t many flashing lights.
i had a zen moment with the food and hotel…. but did a 360 once the cheque arrived. I began twitching for the blackjack tables.
Thats the thing about vegas…it sucks you in. Even when you think your out…it still has you.