And now, for some belated Vegas pictures

I suppose the subtitle for this post should be:

I just realized that I never posted any pictures of Guy's and my 4th anniversary trip to Vegas.  Well!  It was just too fab for words.  Our first stop upon hitting town was the outlet shops in Primm, though next year we'll stay in town for the outlet shops just south of the strip.  Yes, I know you can outlet shop anywhere, but seriously the outlets in Vegas have way better stuff than the outlet shops wherever you live.

Our next stop was the Liberace Museum.  Now that is a fabulous way to spend a couple of hours.

This was his pink feather outfit he wore for an Easter special--he emerged from a huge Faberge egg while wearing this.  The whole outfit (cape, suit, and shoes) was 400 pounds.  A brutha worked out on a  regular basis.

God, that queen knew how to work it, didn't he?

You might note on the suit on the left that the shoes look like they're turned/sitting kinda funny.  Liberace was a respectable 5'-9", but he wore heeled boots with his outfits so that the weight of the capes (many of which clocked in at about 200 lbs.) wouldn't pull him backwards.

All this fabulosity had me in the mood to do a little shopping too.  Back to the Shoppes at the Palazzo for a shorty.

 
Oh lawdy!  That jacket is foxy!  And the colors on that dress are so right up my alley!

Squeeeee!  This is so cute I nearly shat.  Mommy, make me this dress, pleeeeze?!

*gasp!* I think Mommy may have made me this dress already!  More squeeee!

I also made a pilgrimage to the new Christian Louboutin boutique in the Palazzo area.  I was not worthy to enter this time, but oh next time.  If the economy doesn't suck too bad next year, A Shorty might save up her milk money for some red-soled awesomeness.

While most of the store windows left me squealing with delight, the window displays at the three-story Barney's in the Palazzo left me scratching my head.
What exactly are they trying to sell me here?  "Sport clothing for knockin' a bitch out--stylin'!"

You know, I've had some rough times gardening, but none that left me wrapped in a garden hose in a $500 skirt.  It almost looks like a scene from a bad 1980s teen movie.

The weekend was also highlighted by dinner and the Craig Ferguson show with Miz Scarlett.  Look how cute our hair is!  (Scarlett on left; me on the right, poor beleaguered Guy taking the photo.)
And all was right with the world.