silly pictures

I am the queen of taking pictures from a moving vehicle. On the way to Vegas, we passed this road. I made the very inappropriate joke about Nipton being a tea that the Japanese drink. My boyfriend didn't even laugh and he's a frikkin' white guy.

This shelf is so busy I don't even know where to begin. Note at the top, the cat "sculpture" painted like a lady wearing a bustier. Someone made that. Someone somewhere has a love for felines and formal attire and decided to merge those two things with their pottery skills. Bad. I'm just shaking my head.


Our non-smoking hotel room with the king bed. I quickly turned our lounge area into a stage so I could do my Nicole Kidman tribute set. Oh, how I love to perform!

In the elevator to MIX. I'm a huge loser for taking a photo of this button. Who cares about the button.

The shadowy champagne bubbles at MIX. I turned off the flash because it kept bouncing off this one silver "pod" in the middle of the room and throwing off the photo.

The kitchen at MIX...

...and what comes out of it. I apologize for this being blurry. I had a very weak cocktail and I was not myself. This was the foie gras on top of striped bass on brussel sprouts. The...foie...gras...has me in its oily clutches.

Lobster "au curry" with coconut basmati rice and what looks like golden raisins. I think there's a fancy name for golden raisins but I can't recall what that is right now. OH WAIT! Sultanas!

Mac and cheese (with cubes of jambon or "ham.")

The dessert kitchen at MIX...

...and what comes out of IT. Baba "au rhum" also known as Baba "psh, I can make this shit at home for $3."

But I don't have this view at home. I feel slightly sheepish at having said that last comment about the baba. I'm sorry.

NO, I'M NOT! I own Las Vegas!

This is the security guard who would check room keys before you could take the elevator to your room. What a cute old man, you say. See that lizard? It makes a squeaky noise when squeezed, a trait demonstrated by the not-so-cute-anymore old man for everyone and anyone who walked by. He did it with such genuine relish however, that you felt bad making fun of it.

One person tells two people that "wheat" is spelled "w-e-a-t". Then those two people tell four people and those four people tell eight people and so on and so forth. And this is how illiteracy spreds.

Paris Las Vegas.

The chocolate fountain at Jean-Philippe Patisserie at the Bellagio. I wish I could bathe in it and then eat my chocolate covered limbs.

The sunrise on the day we left. Were we just waking up or finally going to sleep? We'll never tell because we are CRAZY!

While brushing my teeth, I noticed the boyfriend's shadow cast onto the wall. I decided to have a little fun with the sun.

"Where have you been?"

"Hwaaaaaaaa...!"

"Ride 'em, cowgirl!" a.k.a. sexy Katie.

Ok, so here I was trying to go for a prom invitation silhouette but it looks like the boyfriend is stabbing me and watching me die.