The other day I posted a blog entitled, “Vegasish” where I promised to post some pix from my recent stay in the Las Vegas area. Since the only person who knew about this blog at that time was my friend Mary (and she was with me when I took the pix) I figured there wasn’t a rush to get them out there since, well, who needs another forced deja vu. In any case, here are some of the pictures I took with my trusty phone. First up, City Center, the new 16,797,000-square-foot complex complete with pool, shopping, dining, nightclub, Aria Casino, the Cirque du Soleil “Viva Elvis” show, apartments, etc. that cost approx. $11-billion bucks and sits on 76 ACRES!! This is not to be confused with the New York “City Center Encores” concert series that now costs close to $11-billion bucks for a yearly subscription and sits on 56th Street.
Next up is The Cosmopolitan, the $3.9 billion “luxury resort casino and hotel” at which I could never afford to stay. I wish I could because I’d love to see all the random animals running around the joint as witnessed in their rather stylish TV promo. The place is outrageously chi chi (not to be confused with the Chi Chi’s Mexican Restaurant chain that now only exists overseas. Darn Hepatitis A! And did you know that Chi Chi is Mexican slang for boobies ? Some restaurant entrepreneur had a wacky sense of humor!).
The Cosmopolitan also has this uber-upscale pool that overlooks the Strip.
My friend Mary figured they must have left this part of the hotel open to “show off” as the place is pretty new, and once things get settled-in, we’ll likely never be allowed to set foot in there again.
In fact, as we walked around, we kept seeing Security Guards (a.k.a. Models) who we were certain were ready to evict us from the premises since we left our Model Cards at home. Nearly everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, was dressed to the hilt in swanky couture and 7-in. heels. And you should have seen the ladies! The place seemed to be crawling with the kind of rich socialites you’d see on some Bravo reality show, only without the hair-extension pulling (in all fairness, it was still early). Even as we first entered into City Center, a chiseled greeter was handing out some sort of card advertising the nightclub but took one look at us in our jeans and casual attire and decided that we were suddenly see-through. It was pretty hilarious. In fact, it was so hilarious I found myself stepping all over his Berluti’s. Thank goodness we were invisible so he didn’t know who did it.
All-in-all, City Center and Cosmopolitan Towers is très chic (not to be confused with Trey Songz or even Trey Lorenz …what’s he been up to lately?) and next time I’ll be bringing you some highlights of the shopping gallery and the Las Vegas Serendipity 3 where the menu actually tops the NYC menu! (There was a topping joke I was going to make here butt…never mind.).